let the kids fun fun fun with inflatable toys

And that concludes this portion of the story.

Can I get an Amen?!?!?

We made it past all the yummy smelling concessions, promising the kids that we could come back for a treat after lunch. At this point, I felt we had already run a marathon, so I suggested to Joshua we go ahead to the inflatable toys and let the kids burn off some energy.

I handed the girl a bill to pay for our precious children's admittance to the play area, and she looked at me dumbly and said something about needing a calculator to make change. I took pity on the teenager, who was sitting in the hot sun (a lovely 72 degrees) and helped her out by telling her how much change was due to me. She floundered around in a box of bills that was in no way organized and asked if she could get my change to me later.

Um, no. Here, just give me a ten dollar bill and let's call it even. She looked like I had cheated her (when I actually overpaid by a buck) as she handed me the bill. By then, my kids were already shoeless and sockless and ready to go. I thanked the girl, sent up a quick prayer for her day (it wasn't even eleven yet...she was doomed!), and headed off to play with the kids.

The kid with her tongue hanging out? That is Elizabeth. She thinks she is a doggy.

The kids bounced and ran about joyfully in the grass in their bare feet. I stood back and watched their goings and comings and hoppings and slidings while Joshua snapped pictures. At some point, Anna demanded some attention and some food, so I went and sat in the shade of a tree and obliged. Apparently, this is what was going on whilst Anna and I were chillin'.
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