This last Sunday we woke up late and had an excellent brunch at home. Later we went to a Water Park just for a a little more than a couple hours, maybe it is a little time to spent with family, but for us, those, almost three hours, were fantastic. We spent most of the time in the lazy rivers just having fun and when we decided to go to the wave pools, Oh surprise! we meet our daughter's (almost) bff, hehe. He is adorable and he has been in the same classroom with her since kindergarten. The funny thing is that it is now that they are hanging together. I think that it is because they just discovered that they can go around the block with their bikes without our supervision, with the only condition that they must be together and with their cellphones ready to make an emergency call (to me).
Anyway, we meet him in the waves pools and after that, immediately he was with us, just playing with our daughter. And then, the most funny thing just happened, in one of the lazy rivers, we all wear water-sport life jacket to float, except for our little boy, who said that he didn't need one, because he could float. You must probably be thinking now, What's the funny thing about it?, here it is: while we were floating in the river, my daughter decided save her friend live holding his hand all around the ride. It is that funny? Nooo, what was funny was the face of my husband watching them in front of him, it was a poem. He tried several times to separated them and I stopped him, he was smiling at them, but I knew we wasn't happy with that. I told him "They are just kids, they are 10 years old and they're having fun, that's all", but he could no listen to me a word, it was so funny. This kind of things are the most memorable jewels in the life of a family, things to remember in any family party; my husband first panic attack believing he is going to lost his little girl. And you know what??? That is going to happen some day.... So don't start suffering now, it's not worthy, not now. How I have ear: "just hold your horses."
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