On Sunday, our last full day in Colorado, it was unanimous that we would head to a water park. Water slides, inner tubes, the works. It was going to be a super hot day, so it was going to be the perfect thing to do. And it was.
The minute we arrived I knew it was going to be great for Emma. She loves the water. It was crowded, but it wasn’t NYC crowded, so we were able to find a nice spot with a couple of lounge chairs as our base. For some reason I was starving, and so was Emma, so as we were spraying on our sunscreen, we were also inhaling some left over pizza. As soon as Lola was sunscreened, she was off like a shot. Emma took off after her. I grabbed my sunglasses and followed them with my eyes for a while, until it seemed as if they were fine together. Then Leslie and I looked at eachother and we followed them to the slides.
They were having a blast. The slides reminded me of The Giant Slide in Mayfield Heights, Ohio where we used to go as kids. Except this one was in water. Sebastian would have loved this.
Emma spotted me and we went on another bigger, curvy slide together. It was really fun, and we went on with our day trying out the different slides and running into Lola, Leslie, Jones and Michael along the way. Everyone seemed content to do his or her own thing, and that was fine by me. We took some food and slushy breaks, but mostly we were all in the water, except for Christina and Michael’s friend Shawn, who didn’t have kids to look after and could actually sit and bake in the sun like adults.
During one of our breaks, my phone rang and it was Sebastian. “Hi Honey!” I answered. No response. The reception was really bad, so I had to walk to a spot to get a better signal. He called me again and after a few tries I heard “Hi Mama.” The reception was still pretty bad, but at least I could hear him. I love the sound of his voice. And that he still calls me Mama at thirteen.
“How is your weekend with Daddy?” I asked.
“Good.” he is a man of few words.
“Well, we are at a water park today, as you can probably hear.”
“Yeah. I can hear.”
“I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”
“I love you.”
“Love you, too.”
About an hour later, we decided to go and eat at the famous Cherry Cricket, which is known to have the best burgers in Denver. It was a beautiful drive into the city and soon we got to this dive bar playing 80’s and early 90’s hits. Ah, The Cherry Cricket Bar. Another perfect choice. The three kids headed straight to the pin ball games, and we got settled in with the menus. We were all pretty hungry now and ready for some food. And beer. Leslie recommended my beer, “Mama’s Little Yellow Pils.” Excellent. We had these jalepeno poppers with homemade jelly, which were curiously good, and my burger was amazing. And that was not just the pils talking…
I looked over at Emma, and she had devoured her burger and was asking for some of mine. Another win.
After dinner we went outside and took some pictures of the kids as the boys went to get the cars. All three kids were in perfect synch and there were lots of giggles. Back at home our plan was to watch a movie and get the kids down early. The movie of choice was “Never say Never” The Justin Bieber Movie. I will admit, I was almost as anxious as Emma was to see it. Leslie, Christina and I watched the entire movie with the kids, while Michael and Shawn found a nice quiet spot in the bedroom to watch the baseball game.
That night I was hoping to get Emma to sleep right after the movie along with Lola and Jones, and head back into the living room for some grown up time before we left the next morning.
As I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth, in comes Emma. “Why aren’t you in bed?” I said with slight irritation.
“Well, you need to give me some privacy, please. I’ll be right out to tuck you in.”
She didn’t budge.
I finished brushing my teeth, washed my face and even flossed just to make my point, and then I got her back into bed. I read her a chapter of Emily’s Runaway Imagination, scratched her back and said “Ok, I will just be a little while and then I will come right back.”
“No! I’m going with you!” she said.
“No you are not. This is grown up time now.”
She started to get out of bed and follow me, so back down I went.
I scratched her back some more and put my arm around her to wait until she fell asleep.
The next thing I knew the sun was shining and I realized it was our day to leave.
I was sad to leave, but I was OK to head back to Brooklyn, too. I missed Sebastian and Dave and quite honestly, I was ready for Emma to have some Daddy time. Leslie drove us to the airport and I teared up saying goodbye. I have known her forever, after all. Emma was sad to leave, too. She even gave Leslie a hug and mumbled a thank you.
It was a great girls weekend.