Anyway, at Isabella's insistence, we decided to give the sprinkler park another go. She told me she's a big girl now and she can handle the splashing. "No problem!", she assured me. So off we went, with their cousins and my mom in tow.
Sam was capital R E A D Y, as soon as we got there.
The sprinklers started up quite suddenly and Isabella got wet, unexpectedly.
This is what she looked like right then:
Sam couldn't get enough of this here rainbow concoction.
The cousins LOVED the buckets!
This was Isabella's preferred sprinkler:
Sam looked like this the entire time:
Isabella looked like this most of the time:
And there was even some of this:
Boy, was I hoping that this was one situation where "third time's a charm" would apply. But unfortunately, that is SO not the case. I'm no genius, but I'm guessing that is one place we won't be returning to this summer. Or ever, based on our sprinkler park track record thus far. I might just have to hang my gloves on this one,...