Guess You Had To Be There

Don't let these pictures fool you...this was anything but an ordinary trip to the park. It started out normal. We went to the YMCA for the first time in FOREVER. I let Elli play for a few minutes while I did cardio machines. When we were leaving I remembered that there was a little park on the back side of the YMCA and thought Elli might want to check it out. Well note to self-always preview playgrounds before showing them to your children. The park was way too advanced for Elli meaning I had to climb everything and haul her up every piece of equipment. I am not currently in a state where I want to be doing that! But at this point it was too late. So up I carried her to the big slide. I made her sit on my lap so we could go down together (there was a big drop at the end). "1,2,3" I counted. And down we started, but just a few inches. Within seconds I realized that the seat of my pants was hooked on a bolt and we were hanging by my britches! I could feel the hole getting bigger and bigger and I couldn't untangle my pants without sending Elli down. So, in a moment of despair I sent Elli down the big slide by herself. She made it down, and then proceeded to fall on her face at the very bottom. I then untangled myself but couldn't go down the slide because I couldn't convince Elli to move away from the bottom - I was going to plow right into her! After several minutes of conversation and hand waving, I was able to descend. Luckily I had a jacket to tie around my waist to cover my ripped pants and we left the park. So let this be a warning to all of you mothers - always always always preview parks and always always always carry a spare jacket in case you rip your pants!