Any day there are children learning to row a boat has to be a red letter day. This was that kind of day.
And nobody wanted to quit. Grandma was invited too, of course, but at 90 degrees Fahrenheit she participated mostly from the protective patio, holding her umbrella and handing out water bottles. She made occasional queries just in case anyone felt like swooning (no one did, but they were nice to her about it all the same).
Sometimes, a tether
See you along the way!