Let's just say that Samantha is a lot braver than her mama. We rented a jet ski for an hour today, and I was on it for 5 minutes screaming on the top of my lung before I begged to get off. That was just enough of fun for me (and Timmy, too). Samantha, on the other hand, couldn't wait to do it again. We then took a nice dip in the pool. In the end, we all pooped out. Time for a break from our break, and some episodes of Spongebob will do.