It was hot. It was sunny. We needed water. Enter thoughts of Washougal River, we got up too late for that one. Then Willson Pool, nope closed. As was every other pool. Then came the idea. Jameson Square. A very nifty park we found at the end of summer last year. A cool stepping rock wall that doubles as a fountain. And the brick area will fill up like a small pool every so often. It's very cool and very fun on a day like today.
After parking a few blocks away we walked in and holy massive amounts of people. The fountain was off and we found a spot on the top of the wall and waited. After a few minutes the water strated slow and easy. Pria squealed and ran around jumping in it. Splashing and chasing other kids. But the pool wouldn't fill up, hmrmm. After a few minutes the water poured faster and we set about having fun with the lack of the pool.
Chris was up first, cutting a bottle apart and soaking pria.
And thus the water tossing began...
Back and forth they went, as I laughed and happily snapped pictures. Pria ran screaming as Chris sneaked after her, nailing her everytime in the face much to her delight. I sat on the dry bricks and continued to take pictures of them and everyone else. Until that is, I felt a jolt. A serius freaking rush of cold water down the back of my pants. Mommy jumped up screaming and grabbing the back of her now very wet shorts.
"Pria did you pour water on mommy?" Chris said and she ran off screaming.
"You're dead." I glared playfully at her and handed Chris the camera and took his bottle. Thus begin war number 2.
"Nuh-uh. She plays dirty why should I be nice?"
"You're bigger." And with that little miss dirty tricks, sneaks up while I'm engaged in the finer points of fair playing with Chris. Mommy was now very very wet. And the little miss was going to pay.
We ran and screamed for almost 2 hours. Never once did the pool fill up like it used too, but we all got some sun and soaked each other plenty. The camera made it out with only a few drops of water from over zealous water tossers that couldn't hit the broad side of a barn.
Underwater housing *hint hint*
And just to make the day perfect... I sit here editing pictures and he leans over to me.
"I poured the water down your pants, not Pria." He smirked happily.
Boy you are dead tomorrow.
1 comment:
The joys of summer. Water so free, and everyone becomes so inventive with what they will do with it. Definitely the #1 thing we can't survive without.
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