waterpark

I don't know many kids that don't love a good water park. Due to the nature of our State, especially the southern part, we have plenty of them. Summer means tropical thunderstorms for us, almost every day, they don't last long but golly gosh are they intense and obviously you can't be near water when one rolls in so the chances are if you go to  a water park you will get ejected before you were ready.

I was thinking of taking the kidlets to a pretty big park about 90 mins from here but if the stroms rolled in it was going to be a long haul for nothing so I decided to go to old faithful, a waterpark owned the the county and one that is in a park. It never disappoints it just doesn't have a tonne of bells and whistles. For the first time ever, we managed an entire day without a storm, it did rain for about 20 minutes which was fun but no lightening.

I'm not sure if it was because there were only 2 week days left before school started but there weren't even long lines. A great time was had by all.

It was hot and the spritzers made it more bearable.

rushing off to the big slides

weeeeeee

woosh

fun

fun with a capitol PH

more spritzing

weeeeee

I love waterparks too

At the beginning of October we are going up to Orlando to a big waterpark, the girls have a long weekend from school and I decided they will be ready to kick back.

i don't like mess

Nothing makes me get frazzled more than mess and the prize in the frazzled department is any sort of sticky mess. Yesterday it was brutally hot outside so Lily decided she wanted to make some cookies and some others bits and bobs. Nannie had given her a cookery book a few years ago and it has lots of favourite recipes in. I asked her to write a shopping list and and I would take her to get any missing ingredients and she could do it all herself.

 (never ever again~ oh wait I never say never. Darn it!)

Once the ingredients were gathered I tried to stay back, far far back but I couldn't do it. When I cook or bake I clean as I go and I was slowly watching the kitchen disappear under a flurry of flour, icing sugar and other things. I went in for the "clean". Did a quick once over, including the floor and let her continue. Oh my word, every inch of the island was covered, her and Rosie were having a great time. I kept telling myself they were having a great time and doing a great job but holy crap this was awful.

I hate mess. I hate the kitchen getting floury, I do not like it one bit. When I do this I clean as I go, over and over and over. She is normal she trashes the joint and cleans when she is done. I was so far outside my comfort zone that at one point I believe I said, we need to clean up a little before we get rats in here. They ignore my "quirk" and say things  to placate me, Mum, will do it when we are done. Mum, we will not get rats, Mum, please go away. I went away, for a moment to two. I got my camera, I thought it might help. Not so much.

Fruit parfait

I love these and they were mess free.

Rosie squishing raspberries, she loved it

They had a lovely time. Notice the flour, I keep it in a bag so not one grain can escape. 

Iced Raspberry Mousse. 

adding meringue

My nemesis, confetti cookies

Flour.....ahhhhhhhhgh.

and it required sifting icing sugar. Sh*t was everywhere. Hah, see my 409, I couldn't help myself. I stopped them, moved everything and went into clean up mode. 

Confetti cookies. Declared the best cookies ever cos they are English with no junk in them. Their words, not mine. Umm, little ones, all homemade stuff has no junk. 

They did it all, minus the clean up. I took over. I had to. There is probably a twelve step program for me somewhere. Hopefully today won't be quite as hot, if it is I'll be in a straight jacket.

#onesorryarsemama

wubble trouble

That sounds a lot like like a Dr. Seuss book doesn't it? The trouble with my Wubble, blah blah blah but it's not. The latest craze over here is the Wubble. It's a great big ball/balloon/bubble thingy. It's as light as air and hard to pop. That last bit is absolute crap. Lily's popped within minutes while playing on grass. It comes with a replacement guarantee if it should pop, more like, when, it does. The catch, it costs $7 in postage. The girls will learn. They paid with their own money and didn't read any reviews first. After Lily's burst they were all over the reviews and very sad.

Live and learn little ones, live and learn.

But in those short few moments of unburst Wubbleness they had a blast. It really is jolly good fun.

Huge Wubble of fun

pure joy

lighter than air

larger than life

Oh mammoth thing of fun.

Should you choose to spend $12 on a wubble "o" fun, don't do what we did. Blow it up outdoors. It was murder trying to get that thing through the door.