Still Pooped a Day Later

Yesterday we met some friends at a local lake. We went here occasionally when I was younger, but they've outfitted it with a nice spray park, brick and cement walk way, lots of tables, and a nicely combed beach (we got to see the beach combing machine, although why they waited until 10:30 a.m. on a hot day to comb it is beyond me. They had to comb around our spot (see mom station picture below)). But even better than the nice, improved beach was how much fun the children had.

Here's the mom station, sans-moms, before it became a well-used conversation arc.

I wasn't sure my youngest would really like the beach. But he loved every minute of it.

Sputnik also gleefully splashing:

Tobi-Wan showing his post-ball-toss-form (the ball was so well tossed it's out of the picture)

Noodle demonstrating the Reverse Watering Can Hookah Splash Phenomenon:

The boys participating in an Epic Water Battle:

Detail from above pic, Gark getting well sploshed:

Iliacat laughing at the antics of some of the boys:

There were also light saber battles, sand castles, plenty of sunscreen, trucks and toys and buckets, and lunch. What more could you ask for?

No wonder I'm still pooped, today.