We are giving our yard some time to dry out from all the sprinkler parties. The kids and I met some friends at the splash park down the hill from our house.
The water is cold, but the kids don't seem to care.
Collin ate a chocolate chip cookie on the way to the park. No, I didn't bother to clean it off.
Tess walked over to the water and said, "I wish I had a camera, this is so fun!" I told her I brought mine along today, and she was really happy. My kids are big cheesers, and always ready for the shot.
I don't remember there being anything fun like a splash park when I was growing up. Of course, I was only a couple of miles from the ocean. There really wasn't a need, huh?
After a hot day at the beach, there is nothing like cold shave ice. I was excited there was a snow shack on our way home from the splash park. The ice has to be shaved, not pebbled!
Watching the kids enjoy their shave ice in their bathings suits made me feel like I was home in Hawaii.
As we were leaving, I rolled down my windows and cranked up the radio. I tried to imagine my hair was wet with salt water and I was wrapped up in a damp beach towel. It brought a smile to my face.
What is your vote on a hot day?
Shave Ice -or- Ice cream