Now that our pool has water in it again, my sons have enjoyed cooling off in it. And pretending it’s a water park.
When we put in the pool nine years ago and the boys were younger and lighter, the Mister used to act like a ride at Schlitterbahn and lift them up in their tubes and toss them from the shallow to the deep end. Our sons loved it!
And I loved that unlike the real water park, there wasn’t an excessive amount of tattoos and a distinct and undesirable lack of enough bathing suit material on people who really need to cover up as much as possible. The real Schlitterbahn is not a visual feast. Ugh!
These days the strongest member of our family seems to be our almost 16-year-old son (his birthday is Wednesday!). He’s taken over for his father when it comes to being the best Schlitterbahn ride, with his older brother being the beneficiary.
After launching his brother into the air a number of times, my younger teen insisted that it was his turn to be Schlitterbahned (yeah, I made that one up; seems to fit, though).
Unfortunately for him, he’s heavier than his bro, who couldn’t quite lift him straight in the air and toss him.
The result? My #2 son ended up in the water under the tube instead of still in it. Of course, his loving brother was totally chagrined.