Our side yard is really steep which is perfect for a slip and slide. Since this year, we are far from drought conditions (we're on a well) Bill let us enjoy some watery fun.
I found a roll of plastic in the basement, add some dish soap and water, and wahoo!
Hank normally wears a rash shirt with his swim trunks. It's not called a rash shirt for nuttin' The grass scratched him all up and down his tummy and back. He had his 6 year check up the next day so I had to explain that he really hadn't been attacked by a band of ferral cats despite what he looked like.
Shane preferred swinging. But being all soapy made it a little tough to get on the swing.
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