Not too long ago, a family member asked me, “So, how’s it going with the whole space thing?”

As in, are we tripping over each other and pulling our hair out because we have no room to move.

Well, yeah, sometimes, but whatever.  We’re living within our means, remember?

So, per usual, I shrugged my shoulders and this time answered, “Going ok.  How bad can things get when on the weekdays it’s basically just the boy and me and on the weekends, we’re never home.”

Never.

And I love it.

Jeff, however, could do without all the errand-running, festivals and City trips.  He’s such a trooper, though.

With another “free” weekend on our hands, we took advantage of the sunshine and caught up on the family time with, what else?

Summer activities.  Ok, city summer activities, but fun nonetheless.

The weekend went a little like this: brunch at one of our favorite spots overlooking the Hudson, quality time at the playground, a little summer shopping, more park fun…but it wouldn’t be a fun summer weekend without a street festival!

OLG Funfest
street meatbeer!zeppoles

Street meat, games, inflatable slides, and because we live in Sinatra’s hometown, yes, there was plenty of Sinatra, too.  Everything was going well—until Jack set his eyes on the sprinklers.

While in line for the pony ride, it was like a record scratching and then, everything went silent.

errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh———-

He spotted it.

WATER!!!

I tried to ration with our 1.5 year old (that was a joke) that we weren’t prepared for him to run in the sprinklers today.  No towel, no swim trunks, nada.

Oh good God.  Can you say meltdown?  Uncontrollable, hysterical tears—as if I told him there was no more party in the tummy for Yo Gabba Gabba.

So, we stripped him down and let him frolic in the sprinklers alongside of all the other kids.  It wasn’t so bad running through the sprinkler with kids two times his size (in his brand new shorts, no less!) I’m learning to pick my battles, here.

Sprinkler love
After he was done, I must say though, we looked pretty klassy strolling him around in dripping hair, soaking wet shorts and no shirt.

Oh, those kids and their sprinklers and water toys. Especially these urban kids. In retro movies, you see always see a neighborhood turn into complete pandemonium when the fire hydrant gets turned on.  In modern day, most city areas have water features and sprinklers to assuage the city kids in the summertime.  I wish I could replicate the roaring laughter that goes on around these sprinklers.  Oh, the awesomeness.

Jeff and I had the beach and our swimming pools growing up, our city kid has water sprinklers.  I have a feeling there will be a plethora of trips to city parks to frolic all summer long.

Eh, there could be worse things in life than discovering the uncontainable excitement that a water sprinkler brings a kid at summertime.