Once upon a time I knew this relatively adventurous girl who met a very adventurous and fun-loving young man. They fell in love over hikes in the rain, snowboarding lessons (he was an instructor and she was helpless), and wakeboarding in January in spring suits. They were fun, those two.
I hdan't seen much of them once the fun couple became three. There were remnants of fun in them, but overall they became too busy living life to really "live" it. Until it rained sideways at Disneyland. Then they were back in full effect.
We (if you haven't caught on by now, the fun couple was Beloved and Yours Truly) were treated to a day at Disneyland with Pink, her almost-2 year old cousin, his parents, Papa, Grandma, and our 7 year old niece (thanks, Papa). We had a very fun, rain-free morning. Until we didn't.
Just as we hit the motorhome for lunch and toddler naps, the steady drizzle turned to a downpour that came in sideways. We ate lunch, put Pink down for a nap, and offered to take the 7 year old back out in the storm to have some fun.
Everyone else sat (slept) for three hours in the warm shelter while we headed back into the park for some toddler-free rides, against the mass exodus (crazy people - scared to get wet). And as we walked up to the front of every line on every ride, wet from head-to-toe under our newly donned ponchos in 45 degree weather, we knew we still had it. And it felt good to know that, in the midst of our boring lives, we've still got that wakeboarding-in-January quality to us.
And I think we officially became the cool aunt and uncle.
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Of course you guys still have it! I heard the camping stories- recent and otherwise. :)
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