We were finally able to come up with a fair compromise and they took a walk with me. I agreed to let them play in the water before we left.
Of course, as everyone who knows Scotty would guess, he was complaining about his legs being tired and hurting about half way around the lake. When I asked him, "So your 42 year old, out-of-shape mommy can walk more than you can?" his reply was simply, "yeah."
So not only did I let them play in the water, but we spent a good 30 minutes on the playground too. They had nothing to complain about at the end of our little trip to the park.
It was really fun… for all of us.
I kept waiting for Bee to fall in the water. I knew he'd be upset and crying, but it, apparently was a risk he was willing to take. And for the record, he never did. I still kept my camera ready… (Is that wrong of me?)
And we're outta here!