Since it was our last day at the lake I figured we had to at least attempt to get Carter to ski. Carter was not excited about this at all and when we put him in the ski he was crying and screaming so I thought that there was no way this kid was going to ski. When the boat took off he got up right away and he loved it. He was trying to make the ski jump and then he was doing tricks as he called them by touching the water and only using one hand and making the board go back and forth behind the boat. Then every time the wind would die down and the water would be nice he would tell Grandpa it was skiing water so he went out one more time and when he was doing one of his many tricks he fell down and then decided that was enough skiing for one day. I was so proud of him he did so good and it was so fun watching him have so much fun on his ski and then seeing how proud he was of himself when he was done.