THE COVER-UP

To end up our fun filled stay-ca, HH decided we needed to take the boys to a water park.

HH decided.

The mere mention of the words "water" and "park" together, well, I'm out.

But as we moms and dads do, I sucked it up and joined along.

I would be a liar if I told you I had a really great attitude about it that morning.

To tell you the truth I had to pray hard before I ever set my feet on the ground.

Two things were causing me worry.

First, me in a swim suit, having to take off my cover-up.

My really cute cover-up, with embellishments at the neck, and a cute little tie thingy.

My cover-up that did just that, covered-up all the junk we had been eating for a week (and then some).

Second, MC 2.

You read the blog.

You know how he is.

The thought of keeping up with him at a water park was not my idea of fun.

I totally did not buy it when HH (who has visited this particular water park before) said,

It won't be a big deal. All you have to do is sit there and watch him.

Obviously a man who does not stay home with MC 2.

You don't just sit and watch him do anything.

Alas, the MC's were so excited that I just put on my big girl swim bottoms and got over it.

Imagine my sheer delight and Thank You Jesus when I discovered that I did not have to remove my tunic!

You have never seen a woman so happy!

MC 2? Well, he was pretty brave.

I must give props to HH, for he did an excellent job of including little man in all he could.

It actually turned out to be a very nice day.

If we don't include the fact that by noon our feet felt like we were walking on hot coals.

The boys and I had flip flops we could wear.

HH was Shoeless Joe.

So, if you were there, and if you happened to see a grown man sitting in the splash pad with his feet over the spouts, you now know why.

We thoroughly enjoyed our day and have made plans to return next summer.

Vacation 20-10 is in the books.