Yesterday was Memorial Day and, in addition to the holiday landing on Alex's birthday weekend, it's the official start of summer in the Wheat household. Who can wait until June 22nd anyway? So we celebrated as any other young family that doesn't have a Country or Swim Club membership--at the YMCA kiddie waterpark. Actually, this was my first foray into something of this nature, and I have to admit that I handled it quite well. Kind of better than Alex, in fact, who pointed out the fact that he didn't want to think about "the e coli infesting the water," as he so eloquently put it. Thanks. But we were there for the kids, and the kids had a great time. Catcher ran around in circles and asked for Teddy Grahams every ten minutes while Scout repeatedly tried launching herself off the side of the pool. Our parenting tactic of wearing out the kids worked, however: on the ride home they both passed out within a matter of minutes.
When I picked the kids up from school this afternoon, Catcher said, "Maybe we can go to the waterpark."