Yesterday, some friends invited us to go to a water park with them. It was their treat - too sweet! For the pacific northwest, it was a perfect day to go to a water park. The sky threatened rain all day, but never let any down. The weather stayed in the mid 60's so it wasn't too cold. It was a week day so the crowds were limited. Just right. :) My kids had a blast! The 2 older boys were able to run around on the rides, checking in every couple or so. The 2 younger kiddos played most of the day in the shallow end of the wave pool. And, I got to hang out and chat with 2 friends. They had a kiddie pool that was kind of fun, but because they have to recycle that water so quickly (think toddler potty control), it is freezing. So, we went down a few slides a couple times, but then it was back to the warm waters of the wave pool.
The only negative event happened just near the end. Painted on the concrete are two words - NO RUNNING. Now, this is hard for any youth to follow, especially when you are excited. My friends and I had been hollering those 2 words most of the day to our offspring with some positive response. But, near the end...my littlest guy took off from the chair to the pool. Thump! Flat on his tummy. I went and picked him up and WOW! that concrete is hard on skin! His elbow was scraped, the left side of his chest was scraped, and his knees would not stop bleeding profusely. I finally had to take him to the first aid room and get them dressed. Poor little tyke. But, he was a good sport about it and all the kids heard from the moms - This is why it says NO RUNNING. LOL
Last night was also my oldest's baseball team party. And now, that is it for baseball for the season. Really. Oh, wait - no - my dh has to umpire 1 more time. Then that's it. REALLY!
Today was a Scout store run for end of the year awards for our Cub Scout Pack. And tonight was prayer meeting/Bible study. We have a little gal in our church now that has written her own summer program for kids, so we're using that. It is pretty neat. She's done a good job. She calls it the Grow Club - meaning growing in Christ, of course. They did a clue hunt tonight paralleling the clues we find in the O.T. to the Messiah's birth in the N.T. It went pretty good.
Tomorrow we get to see Cousin Grant. When we first moved here, he babysat the older boys quite frequently. They absolutely love him! He always had time for them and never tired of them jumping all over him. Then he joined the Marines and spent some time in Iraq. Now he is their (and my) hero. After his tour in Iraq, he was stationed in Japan for a bit and has just been restationed to CA. He gets to be home here for 1 week and is coming by tomorrow to visit us.
The reason he is my hero is because he has not allowed the military to 'spoil' him. When I say 'spoil' I mean as in food that rots because it gets left out too long. We were all concerned when he enlisted because he was this sweet sweet guy who would hardly hurt a fly let alone anyone else. He had an innocent air about him and, well, I've already said how great he was with my boys. He had a real love for the Lord and a pure heart. I was quite afraid he would come back with a hard attitude having seen too much - violently and morally. But, he is unscathed. He still loves the Lord and has a pure heart and he is our same sweet Grant - though a bit wiser and with a few hair raising stories to tell from the mid-east.
So, now to bed - tomorrow is also our last Ladies' Bible study before the summer.