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Two Wet Days

Wow! What a weekend! I got away for a couple of days with the family. We went up to Amish country and found, of all things, a hotel with a water park inside of it. I guess no one told the Amish what they were gonna do with that old pole barn once it was up.

For one night's stay, we took the kids into the water park twice. Slides and hoses and a lazy river. The kids loved it. We loved it. Here were the highlights.

1. There was this giant bucket that dumped when it filled with about 150 gallons of water. There was a bell that would signal it was about to dump. Luke became like one of Pavlov's dogs. Every time he heard the bell he ran for cover.


2. I was videotaping Jacie cross a small pool that had several lily pads for kids to hop across on. When she saw me taping her, she stopped, posed, and the proceeded to miss the next jump. Watching her hit the padded edge of the pool and go backwards made me laugh. Later, when I showed Jen, we watched it several times, laughing each time.

3. Eating a 32oz Hot Fudge Sundae and bringing home the moster glass to remember it.

4. Watching Jerica slide down a water slide 32 times in a row. Oh, the things that entertain children.

5. We took a horse and buggy ride and I spent my time wondering if we could get Amish people to pay money to ride in our vehicles.

Now it's all done and I guess it's back to work. But it was fun while it lasted.

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