I took all 4 kids to a water park.
I repeat: we went to a large, stranger-filled, water-aboundeth park.
And we had fun!
I know, I’m just as surprised as you are.
Here’s some highlights:
1. Lazy River. For a mom with 4 young kids, the Lazy River is more like an obstacle course. Instead of lounging on a raft, you’re walking the half-mile river in a semi-squat position holding 1-4 children in varying degrees of euphoria. After 4 laps, some of which involved fighting the strong current in order to retrieve a child, I decided that I could skip the gym later that day.
2. Wave pool. Ocean-like, but without the sharks, salt, or sand. Genius!
3. Big kid rides. Silas and I rode this super fast, semi-steep water slide that had me legitimately yelling. I think we’re entering the stage of mutual entertainment for both child and parent. Very exciting!
4. As we were leaving, I was able to get Caramia changed into dry clothes, which I count as a big success. Then I let the kids have one more shot at these large water guns, only to glance over right as a huge bucket suspended 10 feet above her head dumped a ton of water all over her clean-diaper, dry clothes, napless self. Classic. My one dry child instantly becomes the wettest. And the loudest.
Tonight, as I sit here in a dark bedroom listening to the 3 big kids drift off to sleep (clutching glow sticks, of course…such a great help when staying in new places) I’m so happy I can have fun with them. Play with them. Laugh with them. Swim with them. This homeless road trip has overflowed with buckets upon buckets of gifts from God and others.
*Not pictured: Judah, who was napping in his stroller, and Caramia…I don’t really know where she was come to think of it.
*Also: I believe that is a hot, wilted piece of watermelon hanging out of Silas’ mouth. Pretty sure.