This is where we'll be spending our Tuesday. For those of you who have been there, you will know to immediately start praying that the Grant Family doesn't come home with diseases.
Since we've been married, both companies that Aaron has worked for have sponsored an annual Lagoon Day. And it's really very generous of them. We get free tickets, and they feed us lunch or dinner. This year it's dinner. I'm hoping for a churro as well, but I'm sure that's wishful thinking.
For the last 5 years, I have either been pregnant, or had a baby. This year, I have a 364 day old baby to stroll around, a 2 year old that still cannot part with his paci, a 4 year old that cries at the drop of a hat (but still loves a good roller coaster ride... go figure), and a 13 & almost 16 year old that I'm sure will want to claim total freedom from the family, and do their own thing.
So, am I excited? Not so much. Do I hope it rains? I do. Will I take my camera and hope for amazing pictures of super happy kids with slushy stains down the front of their shirts and a lame stuffed animal in their arms? Of course. Because nothing makes me happier than to see my kids having the time of their life. Or to see the 13 & 16 year old actually getting along.
Even if it's at the annual company Lagoon Day. And even if we all need to be hosed off at the end of the day... it will be worth it.
It will be... won't it?