Is it my turn to ride the jetski?

This  year we have deemed "Summer of the Camper" since it's our first summer with our trailer.  We are now able to hit up quite a few different lakes and this time we went to Guernsey.  You are sooo proud of your jetski, trailer, and dad.  When walking to the beach to meet your dad you proudly announced, "I'm going to ride the jetski with MY....DAD."

In your spare time, you tell anyone walking by "This is MY trailer!! This is MY jetski!" It's bigger and faster.  Oh my, how does one learn to brag so young?  Hope I can teach you some humility when you get older!

You seemed to think though that every other turn was your turn.  Someone would barely get off the jetski and you were asking "Is it my turn now?"  "Is it Jace's turn now?"  If you were told "no" it was a full out tantrum.  In fact, you threw quite a few tantrums this trip, with one costing you no jetski or beach the first day.  You could not leave the door alone, and if I told you not to play with the door you kept doing it anyway or yelled at me no and threw something.  After everyone left I tried to give you another chance, but you just couldn't leave that door alone so you didn't get to go that first day.  You were so devastated you cried for 45 minutes.  It was just as must punishment for me!

When you could go though you were in heaven, bouncing your little head up and down with a big smile and letting out big giggles when you went over bumps. You had some interest in playing in the sand, but mostly, you just waited around until your next ride.

You sure are going to have fun in Glendo!