We paused for a week this summer to dive into the magic of lake life. Family came from all over to celebrate my Dad’s 80th birthday with wine, limericks and lamb. When we weren’t eating or breaking for mojito time, we were all in an out of the lake for quick dips, lingering floats and epic swims across the lake. But no one took to the lake more that than the two newly minted four-year-olds who spent hours splashing in the shallow waters, leaping off the dock in life jackets or wrapped up in double towels. We spent most of our time on the dock hypnotized by the glittering waters, a perfect break from the madness of modern life.