Yesterday, The Princess was downtrodden due to two tragic (in her life) moments. First, at summer class IT RAINED and THUNDERED so the class had to stay inside and could not go outside and play on the "really cool" water slide the school had rented. Then, her swimming class got cancelled due to a cloudy (as in "can't see the bottom") pool at the gym. All in all a tragic day in the life of Her Royal Highness, our real life water baby. I mean she absolutely LOVES being in the water, any water! Telling HRH she can't get wet is like telling a bird not to fly.
Anyhoo, I took her home and like the bestest daddy in the whole wide world (my unofficial, official title) I grabbed a huge tarp, a fan sprinkler and some tent pegs. Add one sloping lawn and you've got the cheap a** Scottish version of a slip and slide.
***a little side note***
I can hear my dad now, "Bliddy sure ahm no payin' thone prices fur a screed eh polythene and some waatur!!"
Back to the story.
What resulted was me, SUPER-DAD! and the amazing, backyard slip-o-slide! The Princess had a great time, got sopping wet then got too excited and mouthed off at her momma. OOPS!
The mouth got her in trouble and ended the splish sploshing rather abrubtly. BUT, for a 4 year old, she did pretty good.
The Missus seems to have hit it right on the button - Although she can act very smart and mature for her age, Sometimes, just Sometimes, The Princess IS 4 years old.
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