As you know from my Saturday drive by post – family fun day was in full effect! Mom graciously agreed to keep the two babies – if we agreed to take Dad 🙂
Saturday morning, almost right after I hit the publish button on the blog, we loaded up and headed to Splash in the ‘Boro. I am surprised the seat belts aren’t worn rags after containing my girls for the eleventy billion hour ride (ok, it’s right at an hour, but they don’t believe me).
Get there, day is beautiful, line is short, no problems. Get a locker because keeping up with two kids is enough – I don’t need to worry about stuff too. Hmmm, locker doesn’t seem to be big enough for three adults and two children – get another locker.
Lock it up and put away the keys. Dad’s swim trucks have a zipper pocket – perfect! They should all be made that way.
Head over to the play structure and the kids splash around and wait for the ginormous bucket to fall on their head. It does and they are ready to do something else.
Off to the lazy river. Woo Hoo!! This is my favorite part of the park. I would stay here all day if the kids would let me. Grab some floats, lay back, and mosey on down the track.
This does not entertain them long, so it’s time to move on. Hand off the floats, get out the river, hubby gets distressed. $55 in his velcroed back pocket is gone.
Pick pocket? Maybe. Fell out somewhere? Probable. Gone forever? Surely.
I must admit, it could have happened to anybody, but I was torqued (refer to number of lockers rented). But, it was a beautiful day and Savannah wanted the ginormous bucket to drown her again. I head in that direction.
In a half hour – my jaw will hit the non skid surface of the kiddie pool.
Mark walks towards me with the biggest smile on his face.
- A $20 floated past him on the bridge.
- A $10 was stuck on the vent.
- $3 were floating around too.
- The last $20 made its way to another vent.
- Lifeguard found $2 (which he let her keep).
Yep – your are reading right…all $55 were recovered. And, in my true bloggy self, I picked my jaw up off the floor and declared, “That’s getting blogged!”
We then promptly deposited $53 into the locker and I apologized for being torqued.
Kinda makes the fact that we all successful left without a sunburn seem like small potatoes…