Earlier in the summer, Steve and I made a list of fun things that we had to do this summer. Looking over the list, many of the items weren’t necessarily my kind of fun. But the law frowns on bringing the kids along to bars on Bleeker Street, and I haven’t yet convinced the children that an afternoon of antiquing followed by a nice salad of arugula and walnuts is a rip roaring good time, so compromises were made.

Today, we crossed one item off the summer fun list. We went to a killer water park.

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