Last week, while doing my once-a-week, early-morning grocery run, I bought an old school slip 'n slide for the boys. {Mind you, of course people nowadays don't call it a slip 'n slide, but we all know darn well what it is.} Today, the forecast called for rain, rain, and more rain. Not the right time to break it out. But, YAY for weather forecasts being dead wrong!
Slip 'n slide time, indeed!
The boys were a bit apprehensive at first. Like, "We seriously just fling our bodies down onto this thing, and it's going to be fun!? You sure!?"
Oh yeah, trust me. Mama is sure.
They laughed and laughed and laughed. They played on that thing until every blade of grass beneath it was as dead as a doornail. I did not hear ONE argument amongst them for almost two hours. There was no way I was stopping them for anything.
I sat on the back deck and nursed Charlotte and just watched my babies. I'm so grateful they have each other for company and companionship in the midst of Covid and quarantine.
Here's to a fun summer full of slip 'n slide memories!
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