Sunday, April 25, 2010

the father of my children

Last year, on my birthday, we bought annual passes for Legoland.

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As we made the rather large purchase for five season tickets (children under three get in free), we justified the cost by convincing ourselves that we would go at least once a month.

For the first two months, we did exactly that. But since Legoland is a solid one hour drive north of us, for months three through eleven, we didn't go at all. About a month ago, we realized that our passes were going to expire on April 20, so we started squeezing in trips whenever possible.

Over the past six weeks, we've been seven times.

During one of our recent trips, Charlie and the triplets went on a ride that consists of a boat, on a track, that traverses through a lagoon type environment. The boat is equipped with small water cannons, so as you move along, you can spray people that are standing outside the ride track. To make things more fun (and wet), just outside the ride track, there are larger water cannons that people can aim at those riding on the boat.

While on that maiden voyage, Charlie was absolutely drenched by a young boy who had him trapped in his sights. My husband tried to defend himself - by squirting the young kid back - but his inferior water cannon didn't rotate, and even if it could, the trajectory never would have been sufficient to reach the smirking boy.

So my husband did what any adult male would do.

Once he got off the ride, he went right over to the larger water cannons and set up camp for the next hour, waiting to drench any other riders that went by on the track. Because if he got wet, he was going to get others wet.

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That's just how the universe works.

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My husband quickly realized that it didn't look so good for a grown man to be drenching people on a boat ride, so he thrust our small children behind the cannons and then showed them how to keep their eye on the boat - select a rider that they wanted to soak - and then track the rider for as long as they could.

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The end result was a large number of riders who were just as drenched as my husband.

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And this made him very happy.

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Especially since he had our five-year-olds to blame it on.

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  10. I can SOOOO see my husband doing this. I had him sit down and read this and he was laughing so hard I had to check on him. His response to me is "I would have done that."

    I read four blogs regularly (two are ladies I personal know) and I throughly enjoy reading yours, it is so true to life! I found yours and the other lady I do not know about 3 years ago. Great job and thanks for being so real.

    Angie

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