Oopsy

Did I say four days in a row? Good thing I only almost promised. My usual evening blogging time was unexpectedly taken up by some vital and intense "24" watching with mi husband. Jack Bauer...America's favorite rogue. The only excuse I can offer is that our DVD player has no remote and, therefore, we had to watch the last four episodes all at once or else we would have had to finish watching it on our laptop. And that would just be oh so inconvenient so for this once I sacrificed the blog for "24" and I am begging your forgiveness. Thank you. Now let's move on from this downfall shall we?

So. Waterfalling. I slid down a waterfall. Oh yes, I did. Jason was such a gentleman and "let" me go first, even though I think he just did it to make sure that if one of us died it would be me. Naw, I'm just kidding. He asked me if I wanted to go first or last and I chose first. I have to admit I was expecting it to be a lot scarier, but when we got to the top of the waterfall, I realized it was not much different than a water park water slide, only a LOT cooler. As in awesome. So I took the shove of faith and the water shot me down, out and under the pretty much icy water. On a hot day, this is a good thing. Now I know it's ok if Luka comes to me one day and says, "Mom I'm gonna go slide down a waterfall," and I'll hope he doesn't mean "backwards."

Jason's fall looks so much cooler than mine

"Can it get better than this?"



Well, maybe it can.
I dunked him in up to his shoulders this time and he loved it.



All tuckered out.