The splash, it is on.
So, yesterday, we walked Chica into school, rounded the corner to her classroom, looked through the large viewing windows, and saw...every kid dressed in their bathing suits.
That's when Mama mouthed something like this:
Fuuuuuuuuuudge.
I hate it (and yes, Chica, I used that "hate" word I'm not supposed to) when I miss the memo.
And the memo here is that every Tuesday morning during the summer, Chica's Pre-K class gets to take advantage of the AWESOMESAUCE splash pad that's built into one of the school's playgrounds.
And somehow, I didn't get this information, so Chica arrived fully dressed and not at all splash happy. :(
The teachers were so kind and assured her that she could get her feet wet, so I left the premises feeling like crap, but hoping for the best.
And then somewhere between the parking lot and my car, I rallied like the Mama Bear I am, and said, hell, to the no, is my kid going to be the only one not splashing because of my fail.
So I literally tossed Chicklet and Little Man in the car, raced down the street to Target, ran like a madwoman through the parking lot and store, grabbed a bathing suit and towel, flew through the self-checkout and back to the car, where I ripped off price tags and bobbed and weaved through traffic so that I could arrive back in the school parking lot at 9:31 am, when Splash time was set for 9:30 am.
I mean, talk about hussle.
Chica's face when she saw me, armed with a suit was just priceless.
And she was dressed and ready to splash with her class, before they even turned on the water.
VICTORY!
Followed by a total and complete EPIC FAIL when Chicklet and Little Man had to be dragged away in full meltdown mode because they didn't get to splash.
So.
I bartered them into calming down by taking them to the pool. Even though I'd planned on making our inaugural trip today, when we could all be together.
Best laid plans, yes? Ha.
So here's my duo yesterday...
I mean, that smile. That face. That gorgeousness. I'd do ANYTHING for that baby girl.
And here's my trio today, when we made another splash trip...
And as a bonus, 'cause I'm a glutton for punishment, I had to look up their pool pics from last year, so I could cry into my Cheerios...
I mean, HOW CAN I GET THEM TO STOP GROWING?!!!
More later, but for now, lemme just say that summer is in full swing.
(And darn it if a mosquito didn't bite me on the face today!)
Over and out.
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