When Sunday rolled around and I realized we had no plans, I wasn't sure what to do. In theory, yard work should have been a priority, but since we seem to have picked Pittsburgh up and dropped it into the middle of a rain forest, there was so much mud. So very much mud.
I'm tired of playing in the mud.
So instead of trying to make a muddy dent in the never-ending weeding and mulching and such, I piled the girls in the car and drove. I know I have written these exact words before, but they are still true -- I always forget about Raccoon Creek State Park. Initially I started to head towards the zoo, but then Raccoon Creek came to mind, so I turned the car towards that place that really isn't that far away.
(Somebody please remind me to go there more often. I mean, seriously.)
It was a very perfect idea. Mila could play in some water, Alexis could tumble in the sand, and I could take photos of it all. There was only one problem.
I should have realized that too much rain is too much rain for a lot of things, but I didn't. Not thinking of it meant I drove up to the little beach and immediately knew we were in trouble. Alexis, however, was in the mood to find the sunny side in the situation, so she asked if we could just walk along the beach.
As Alexis told me how sometimes it's nice to just walk and enjoy a day together (seriously, that kid is smart and stuff), Mila held our hands and toddled between us. The entire time, Mila kept her eye on the water, talking to the little waves and trying to guide us in the correct direction. When I finally put her by the fence, she tried everything in her power to knock it over. Because water. Right there. RIGHT THERE, YOU GUYS.
It was the saddest thing ever.
To counter the sadness, we found our way to a little dock. The girls sat on the edge, but I wouldn't let them put their toes in the water because ZOMG SO MUCH RAIN WATER GROSS EWWWW. For reals. The water is too murky to know what lies below the surface. I figured I would just take a photo of them sitting there, feet out of the water.
But I will never be able to look at that photo without remembering what was really going on. Mila was all WATER! WATER! WATER! so Alexis literally had to pin her down.
Let's just pretend it was a sweet moment rather than the wrestling match that it really was, complete with yelling and screaming and HOOBOY was Mila mad.
I really need to remember that Raccoon Creek State Park is a thing, preferably when it hasn't been raining quite so much.