Life after kids?

I am sitting outside the coffee shop, on the causeway up at the lake, watching life go by. My nephew (who loves to wakeboard) decided last minute that he was not coming up to the lake with us. B than informed us that because C was not going, he did not want to go either. I was heartbroken and pretty pissed. We walk the dog every morning during the school year in sub-freezing temperatures and hardly a week goes by that we don't talk about the lake. And, to make matters worse, he will likely be playing XBox all weekend. Oh well, D and I will have some qualit time to ourselves although J is coming up Friday.