We saw this little kid riding his bike around in his undies by the wading pool and I had to get a picture. The girls kept giggling at him. I told them to grow up but I was laughing on the inside.
Chelsea decided that no sign saying "you must be under this height to ride" would stop her.
One thing I love about Liberty Park: I'm the minority.
I love spending time with those little kids when they haven't had too much sugar in them. But I have to admit I will never have that many. Just a couple hours with them could drive even the most devout mormon to alcoholism. I don't know how my mom does it (and remains sober)