We had a wonderful time with my parents and my brother and his wife while we were there. The lack of hot weather actually worked out perfectly because it's a constant thing in my life where I try to guess how to dress the baby for whatever temperature it is. And when it's 31 degrees at night inside, I start to worry about overheating, so the cool weather was a blessing in the end. The lake was warm enough that I swam multiple times a day, read a book, ate some great food made by my mom, and relaxed.
The mountain air agreed with Silas as we got our first stretches of five and six hour sleeps at night (this has not entirely followed us home - we've had a 5 hour and a four hour and a three hour, so basically...there is no rhyme or reason for his sleep?). We dipped his feet in the lake (umm...hated that), and took him on his first boat ride (fell asleep). We sat by the fire, went for walks, and saw friends and family. It was glorious! I didn't want to come home, but I screwed up our return flights and ended up coming home five days earlier than planned. BOOO. Basically never let a sleep deprived mom book flights? So we only got a week there. In the end, it was perfect and lovely but I always want to stay longer :)