we paddle boated;
we jet skied;
we lit sparklers;
yours truly even MacGyvered a fire from half a napkin and a tiny piece of cardboard which obviously made my daughter proud - or gave her cause to snap a photo that will forever hang over the head of her dad, the master fire starter....
and then the master fire starter and i brought the tiny tornadoes to the park across the water to play on this bad baby;
well, if you know me, you know i cannot resist a playground slide...
so when the tiniest tornado said; "come on grama!" i didn't hesitate.
i climbed the ladder and slid down the first slide.
but that wasn't enough...
there were THREE slides and i really needed to try them all - at the insistence of those cute puppy eyed tiny tornadoes of course.
and so i did...
first the smooth wide slide
and then the bumpy narrow slide
and finally, after crawling through the long tunnel i ended up on the corkscrew slide
where mr petite snapped this photo of some old fart having the time of her life - which i am certain will always hang over my head as a payback for daring to macgyver over his head and start a fire all by myself;
have i mentioned just how much i love my children and their children lately?