Baby at the park.

Of course, on the one day we asked to borrow our neighbors' son for an afternoon at Seven Peaks, the entire kiddie park and lazy river were closed. We were really bummed, but still had such a fun time splashing around in the wave pool and taking him down bigger slides on our laps. He's not ours, but we sure do love him.

It's fun to practice having a baby, without actually having to get up in the middle of the night to feed him or change any really nasty diapers.

Still, what does it mean if we really thought taking a toddler to a water park would be fun? Is that possibly my sub-conscience telling me I want a baby? Food for thought.