Rarely Seem To Be Found In The Same Place!
Summer had officially started - we welcomed it the right way by taking our trip down to the beach and really having a good time, so surely all that effort and energy would be enough to keep the boys 'chill' for the rest of June, right?! Yeah, who are we kidding, kids are kings of instant gratification and completely unaware of things like time spent planning, or money spent on vacations or even having a decent grasp on time as a unit of measurement.
SO, it's third week of June, and the temperature is just going to keep on climbing till it finds triple digit days, and we still have not gotten an access key to be able to use the pool - so like the Army commercial taught us years ago, "if you don't have a bridge. Build One!" So, that is precisely what we did. We built a bridge! Errr, I mean we went to Wally World, and bought assorted inflatable summertime yard water toys, as our peace offering to the boys.
Splish Splash Time Baby!
How freaking fun is THIS going to be?!
I man, Come ON! I Want To Play Too!!
The fearsome threesome and I scoured our options at the WM, we settled on this because 'technicall' we are on perma epic drought status here in TX and at least this way we could arc the rainbow OVER the little splash pool and then we would be catching said rainbow water and they could then play in that until the days end, and they all retire exhausted from their fun in the sun and sleep soundlessly through the night.
AS you know, that is NEVER how my stories go, so here is how we had yet another, memorable afternoon.
Patience Is A Virtue. . . On SHORT Supply When My Kiddos Are Concerned
Do you know just how mother loving long it takes to blow up not one, not two, but three flip flopping rings of the splash pool!? Not quite long enough for Daddy to make it home and help but just long enough so you can threaten that if ANYONE whines one more time about how long it's taking Mommy to blow this up that you will WALK AWAY from it and make them wait till Daddy gets home. My cheeks are getting sore just thinking about what a horrid experience that was, and then the torture that IS both biting down on the little valve and blowing hot June air into smelly vinyl yard toys isn't over yet. Oh NO baby, we still have the 'piece de la resistance' the rainbow sprayer.
I started with the clouds, first the outer ring, and then filling the inner ring with water, per the instructions, to help give it stability and integrity as a base. GOOD call makers of "Sun-Shine" products. Then with EVERY ounce of 'give a crap' I had left, I inflated the blue, pink and yellow tubes. We were getting SO CLOSE, the future of happy frolicking kids was SO close I could almost taste it! I was sweating from the effort and stress of three anxious boys watching me take breath after breath and blow it into the valve, I was already fantasizing in my head how WONDERFUL sitting back with a cold beverage while the boys transformed themselves into the ridiculously happy kiddos from the cover of the boxes of said vinyl toys. K, being both helpful and impatient, ran and got the hose and was standing at the ready, for me to give the signal once it was connected to the extended port valve on the rainbow. I didn't want to already be doubting it's credibility, but the rainbow was having a hard enough time remaining in a 'bowed' position without any water flowing threw it or kids bounding about it's clouds.
The Moment Of Truth
Much like the infamous moment in our family's FAVORITE Holiday movie where Clark W. Griswald has assembled the masses of his family to watch in splendor as he alights all 10,000 twinkle lights - I too had amassed my minions, and they were waiting with baited breath - having left while I was making progress on the rainbow to go help each other find swim clothes - the spigot was opened, water began to flow. . . .
. . . . and DOWN goes Fraiser. . . .
ERRrrr I mean, down goes the rainbow - down went ANY hopes of my boys turning into mindlessly happy little grass dwellers while I sat in peace in the shade. IT was like a slow motion fail - the first of the water reaches the rainbow and it list forward precariously, with minimal water actually springing forth from the allotted holes. Then the rainbow stumbles to it's side, the colorful tubes are now heavy with water, but at least from this angle SOME water is spurting out. I'm trying to convince the boys THIS will STILL be fun to play with, all the while I'm not even believing the crap I'm spewing to them. Then like a drunken swine, on to it's back the rainbow rolls, HEAVY as drunken pig too!
I realize this is NOT what we wanted, but again I try to appease the complaints from the boys by saying, at least this way you can have it spray up, and walk OVER the rainbow - that's pretty cool, right?! YEAH, um, NO they were NOT buying it either.
The Rainbow In All It's Drunken Swine Glory
The boys were PISSED, K especially, and I GET it, this is NOT what ANY of us wanted! I certainly was NONE too happy that I had just spent the previous 2 hours inflating toys that were defective. But it was, what it was and we could either make the best of it - OR he could go to time out! HA! I had to snap a picture, it was too funny not to - I mean, LOOK how swollen each of the colored tubes are. I was laughing about what a waste it had been as I went inside to put my camera down and grab my beer. I STILL had deserved it. NOT long after I got back out the boys asked if they could slide down the rainbow (into a pot of gold. And they'd be jolly friends forever more! - HAHA, you know you were thinking it!) and I said sure, it was going back to wal mart for being defective anyway - go for it. And of course water had been pumping in these tubes for half an hour now, as SOON as the boys feet put any pressure on the colored part the burst open so fast - I WISH I had one of those super slow-mo cameras to watch what it looked like. I imagine it was the tube essentially dissinegrating and a sausage of water hovering for a split second before crashing to the grass.
I just found two more pictures of the boys and the doomed rainbow - OH I know it shouldn't make me laugh but it does.
This Is When They Decide Maybe They Could Slide Across It
HA, LOOK at that mean mug K is shooting me, as if I KNEW this would be the outcome.
AHH, WHO doesn't love some awesome summertime memories.