I mentioned that my mother was always the prophet of doom every July 4 when she announced that summer was half over. For my Denver grandkids, the summer was half over way sooner than the Fourth of July. Because tick tock tick tock, some of them go back to school as early as next week.
I have been promising Kaiya, Mylee, and Cole all summer long that I would take them to Pirates Cove, a smallish water park in one of Denver’s suburbs. A few days ago, I looked at my calendar and realized that it was yesterday or never. I have plans the rest of the week. No matter what Alice Cooper says, school isn’t out forever. In fact, they go back this coming Monday. God be with the three of them and their teachers. The other four Denver grands go back the following week. The Vermont grands have a bit more time, I believe.
Anyhoo, I spent yesterday at Pirates Cove in the hot sun watching the three of them swim and play and get huge buckets of water dumped on them and eat lunch and swim some more. Even I got a bit into the action (after I recovered from stuffing myself into a swim suit).
Not being as young as I used to be, I was tired last night. Thus, you will have to look at these photos and simply imagine what we did yesterday; then you can write your own blog post in your mind…..
I don’t know if they were as tired as I, but we certainly had a fun day.