Splash Pad

I decided to take the boys and the twins, Aaron and Allison, to the new park and splash pad in Amherstburg. I expected it to be a cool day so I didn't plan for the kids to go in the splash pad. They had a great time in the park but the twins kept looking longingly at the splash pad. My boys decided that it might be a good idea to go in, after all, their role models the twins thought it would be a good idea. I changed them into their spare clothes so they could run around in the water but still have something dry to go home in. They both ran excitedly to the edge of the pad but then looked hestiantly at the other kids running around. With much encouragement and prodding they edged closer to the water where Jameson, inevitably, got a little wet. That was enough to send him back to us crying and wailing that he was wet. (Uh, wasn't that the point?) I was not at all sympathetic; afterall, if you go to a WATER SPLASH PAD, chances are pretty good that you are going to get wet. He continued to cry and I continued to give limited sympathy. Since I wasn't anticipating the romp through the water I didn't have towels to dry them off. This upset Jameson even more and the crying elevated. (Let me clarify, he was barely wet. There were a few wet drops on his body but nothing was completely soaked.) At this point Stellan came over where he proceeded to take off his shorts. He wasn't bothered by the fact that he had gotten a few drops on him. He then took his shorts, walked over to his brother, and started rubbing his back in order to dry him off. What a great brother. What a lesson to mommy.