Well, if I'm ever needing a good laugh, all I have to do is come back to the pictures of the afternoon we decided to take the kids to a fun local splash park. I probably shouldn't even do a post on it- but we have to remember the funny parts of life too right?
I should give a little background on the series of events leading up to the afternoon. Jeff and I had heard about this little splash park/wading pool that was nearby and thought it would be fun to take the kids, so we made plans to go on a Saturday. I've been training for a marathon and knew that I also had to do a 15-mile run that morning. So we decided that I would leave early to do my run, Jeff would get the kids ready while I ran and then we would meet up at a park where I would finish and just drive to the splash park together.

Sounds simple enough, but it can be tricky to get 4 kids up and ready and out the door with everything packed. Especially when dad is playing the solo role for the morning. I finished the run, we met up at the park and drove to the splash park. We were even early- 15 minutes before it opened. The fun came when it was time to get everyone in their swimsuits.
If you look closely at the picture above and below, you might notice that Matthew is sporting a nice looking pair of cut-off jean shorts. A pair of cut-off jean shorts that had only days before been his ragged jeans. Somehow Matthew's swimsuit had been left at home. He was pretty sad about having to get in the pool with his shorts. I was just trying to get him to get in fast before anyone saw those ragged cut-offs and didn't let him go in. I was already feeling a little white trash at this point with my 3-year old swimming in his blue jean cutoff shorts. But it only gets better...

Jeff came out of the bathroom with a concerned look on his face and let me know that Emily's swimsuit was also missing! Somehow in the hustle and bustle of the morning, he had left her swimsuit at home. Luckily, he had remembered the swim diaper though. At this point we didn't really know what to do. We were far enough from home that we didn't want to go back, and the boys were already swimming, and Emily was dying to get in the water. I didn't have the heart to keep her out, so we pulled a true redneck moment.
Jeff had brought my swimsuit- and I really didn't want to put Emily in the pool in just a swim diaper, so we left her little shorts on and put my tankini top on her. Take a look.

It's not everyday you see a 16-month old baby sporting a Victoria Secret swim top. I did have enough sense to take out the removable padding, because come on- everyone would have known they were fake! (sorry...couldn't resist) I was really hoping that Emily would just stay in the water and play and blend in with the other kids. Of course though, she kept wanting to get out to go from one pool to another-she and her cutoff jean swimsuit clad brother. I was dying, and I'm sure everyone was wondering who in the heck brought their kids to the pool looking like that. But it gets better...
At this point we were starting to notice Emily's shorts getting bigger and bigger. As it turns out, Jeff had not grabbed a swim diaper, he hadn't even grabbed a regular diaper. In his hurry, he had grabbed a lone, random Pull-Up. Do you know what pull-ups are for? They're designed with the same purpose as a diaper, except that they hold a LOT more pee. Oh yes, not only was our daughter wearing her mother's massive tankini top, and her own khaki shorts, she was also wearing a 15 pound Pull-Up instead of a swim diaper that was growing bigger by the second! After twenty minutes, it was so heavy she could barely walk from one pool to the other. That's when I finally drew the line. We could NOT stay any longer. I knew at any minute I was going to get a visit from one of the teenage lifeguards that we had made a few too many dress code violations.
So Jeff was a sweet daddy (and I think he felt a little guilty about forgetting all the swimsuits) so he ran home with Emily to get her swimsuit, Matthew's swimsuit, a swim diaper, and some food. By the time he got back the boys were ready to leave the pool. So we hung out at the park for a while and enjoyed some lunch. Once again Emily was probably not properly dressed for the occasion, but she loved playing in the dirt. She really wasn't eating it, but somehow managed to get it all over her face.

It wasn't exactly the afternoon I had imaged at the splash park, and yes I know I'm probably giving way too much information and should probably skip it and try to preserve a 'good mother' image, but I just thought it was so funny. I was so embarrassed at the time I wanted to die, but as I look back at the pictures I can't do anything but laugh. It was definitely a memorable afternoon.
