I have only just started taking my children there. I guess I was intimidated by the fact that I would have to take them by myself, and was unsure how much trouble it would be to get them out of the car, set up camp, chase them and yell in front of innocent children with their parents.
I always have this fear that I am going to do that thing where I start yelling at my kids in public and all the music will stop, and everyone swivels their heads to look at me, mouth agape. Crickets will chirp, and I will be embarrassed that I was the one yelling in public.
So, I finally went. To my delight, I wasn't the only one yelling, and thankfully, the girls were really really good. :)
It seems like a little oasis in the boring parts of summer, when the air conditioned rooms dry out your skin and make you feel cold. Every day I wake up and think... should I take the girls to the Splash Pad? They have fun music playing, chlorinated water, and I bring my chair and set up to watch the girls and get some well-deserved sunshine on my face.
We have only had a couple of really bad moments there. One day Anne dove knee-first onto the concrete, skinning her knees pretty bad. The other one was horrifying, Madeline got hurt on the gusts of water in a private area.
Even after scrapes and boo-boos, we still love to go. I think it is magical in the sense that it makes Mommy happy, and I usually bring snacks and Capri-Suns for them.
Sunshine + Snacks + happy Mama.. = seems too good to be true.
Now when I say "Who wants to go to the Splash Pad??", Lily will jump up, take her clothes off and scream "SPLASH PAD SPLASH PAD BABY SOUP BABY SOUP". Baby Soup is how she says "bathing suit".
Maybe we will go today...
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