Rubber Ducky, You're the 2,017th

I'm always on the look out for things to do with the girls that are unique, new and positive.  So on Saturday, after working 10 hours to move my company's, warehouse I heard a commercial on the radio for a rubber ducky derby taking place at a local water park that was a benefit for battered children.  My sirens went off.  The girls love rubber duckies (just come join us for bath time and you'll see about 12 of them floating in the tub) and it was at a water park - which the girls love.  The icing on the cake was the good cause.  So yesterday morning I loaded them up, along with two of my sister in laws, and we trekked on down.  Turns out, this water park, which I grew up going to in the summer, is closing down to make way for an apartment complex (gotta love Southern California) so in addition to all the other story lines, add in that this was the last day this place would ever operate.  Anyway, I sent the older girls off to the big kid rides and the girls and I tackled the kiddie pool.  They had a blast. ... well most of the time.  We inadvertently walked under one of those play grounds where the buckets above slowly fill with water till they dump on you. ... they dumped on us.  Arianna was not thrilled, even though I took most of the water.  Then we went down the kiddie slides a couple of times.  They wouldn't let me take the girls in my lap so I would fly down first and then catch them when they came down side by side.  This went really well for 3 runs.  Then Genevieve ended up coming down on her back, head first and that was the end of the slides for the day.  But that was fine, the ducks were about to launch anyway.  We lined up with everyone else, along the lazy river, and when the swath of yellow floating water fowl passed us by it took everything I had to keep the girls from jumping the railing and diving in after them.  It lit them up.  But by the time the last ducky floated by, the day had taken its toll and the girls were all but zonked.  We found the other two and headed home where they promptly crashed. ... and daddy found a comfy spot on the couch.  Momma was bummed because she was out of town for another festival.  This summer's taken quite a toll on her; she feels like she keeps missing all the fun stuff.  But this coming weekend is the last one of the season, so after that we'll just have to make up for all the stuff she missed, I'm thinking the pirate festival on October 15th is looking pretty good right now.