Okay, I just posted on bbc that I have a blog, so now I feel obligated to put up something interesting. However, I was just going to write about how things went at the park, so it's not really going to be that interesting.

Everything started off so well. Rachel stayed asleep, the play area was not crowded. Then Rachel woke up, it started to get crowded. Rachel cried. I let her go for a few minutes. I got dirty looks. I caved to peer pressure and picked her up (even though I knew she just needed to fall asleep). Spencer wanted to play in the water, but even though it was hot and sticky, I didn't want him to get in the van all wet and I didn't have a change of clothes. He kept running for the water and I kept chasing him down, holding Rachel and saying "No, come back here", which he kept ignoring. He started to throw tantrums. He was sweating like a pig. She was tired, he was tired and I felt like an awful mom, cause everybody else seemed to have everything under control. Oh well, I'm sure it's not the last time I'll feel like that.

I got some cute pics though...