Thursday, March 12, 2015

Water Park's Aren't for Sissies




The kids and I spent 10 hours at an indoor water park on Saturday. TEN hours. Looking back it hardly seems possible to have been there that long but we were. Every minute of it.

To clarify...the photo above is NOT me. As a matter of fact, I didn't see ANYONE that looked that happy at the park. Certainly none of the adults anyway unless, of course, they were just leaving the swim up bar. 

The chlorine, the bodies, the tattoos, the piercings and thank the good Lord, the alcohol. I went with my "friend" (whom I refuse to call my boyfriend because it sounds so damn 7th grade), his daughter, my daughter, my son and my son's friend. My son and his friend are now 15 years old so, suffice it to say, I spent most of my time making sure they weren't doing bad things in one of the five hot tubs. I must have seen my son with no less than 4 different girls during the day. Talking to them, walking with them, sitting with his arm around them. Whatever it is, this kid's got it in spades. I think he just brought his friend along to be his "wing man". (Is that even a thing anymore or am I dating myself with that term?)

Fortunately, my daughter and her friend were more interested in the water slides and wave pools than the boys. Unfortunately, my daughter looks much older than she is so I spent a lot of time making sure that boys/men weren't ogling her. Mostly that looked like me walking behind and her pointedly staring at any boy/man that looked her way.

But oh the bodies. Just lots and lots of bodies. In various shapes, sizes, colors. It's a fascinating place to people watch. The amount and variation of tattoos was astonishing. There were some that were well done and others that clearly were not. Prison? Maybe. But wow, so many people just treated their body like a damn coloring book. It's not that I'm against tattoos, I'm not. Fun fact, I was voted "Most Likely to Get a Tattoo" by my sorority. So I'm no stranger. Still, I never took the plunge and I'm glad I didn't. Happier still that I didn't put a bunch of crap on my body that looks ridiculous.

But the kids loved the water park and isn't that what it's about, after all? So hopeful that the kids will remember these things fondly so their future therapy sessions aren't quite so dark.

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