After being bored out of my mind on Saturday, I made Chris solemnly swear that

I, Chris, will not play on the internet all day

I, Chris, will make sure we are not in the house all day

Well…you get the drift

I somehow managed to not leave the house on Saturday and that is a rare occurrence!

By 8:00 pm that night, I was literally pulling out my hair, sitting sideways on the couch starring at Chris, thinking he would automatically know how to entertain me!

My child was asleep, so we were STUCK! I hate being stuck.

So, Sunday was the day. The Day ‘O Fun. The day to breathe the fresh air, maybe get a little sun, and enjoy my family. We attended a cool church that morning and then headed home for Tatum to nap. Naps aren’t quick. Then after the nap, she has to eat. Eating isn’t quick either. So, its finally Day ‘O Fun time. 2:00 pm.

We pack up the car and head to the park. I had Uno, Dominos, Sonic Dr. Pepper, Tatum’s toys, lawn chairs, blankets…you name it. We were ready.

Havin’ Fun. Fun Fun Fun.

We lug our stuff to the lawn at the park, Tatum on my right hip with my drink, two bags, and sheet on my left hip. Chris had his hands full with the chairs and other blankets. We find a good spot. Lots of open space, not too far away from people to be isolated, but far enough that you can’t hear their conversations. Yes…this is going to be nice. Going to be good. Maybe we’ll start off the day at the park with playing a game.

Tatum’s enjoying the dominoes that I’m setting out, and BEHOLD, the sun appears. That darn sun, I had forgotten about that. I didn’t calculate that into my plan. The fun is becoming not so fun. It’s hot. It’s icky. It’s smoking my skin. Ouch. Sizzle. My pale white skin—Tatum’s pale white skin.

15 minutes. Maybe not even that long. We left. I forgot the sunscreen. And shade—where for the love of God is the shade!?

We come home, and I’m not happy. My Day ‘O Fun failed miserably. Now I’m back at the place I DO NOT want to be…the house.

Then I see Chris pulling out Tatum’s little pool and rigging up some kind of system outside. He tells me “go get your bathing suit on & Tatum ready.” Hey, at this point, I’m up for anything. So, we are suited up and head outside to the backyard.

Chris has put a HUGE sheet of plastic down, with large rocks at each corner to hold down the plastic. At the top is Tatum’s pool filled with water, and on the side of the plastic is our fancy pants water hose that is creating……..

A Slip ‘N Slide!

Miniature version of course. He’s a genius. Tatum is happy. I’m happy. And Chris is laying on his belly splashing water in Tatum’s face. What gets better than that on a Sunday.

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