We stayed at the cutest little house only steps from Schlitterbahn's entrance.
JR's standing at the end of the driveway to prove just how close we are.
So close, in fact, JR immediately informed me, "Mommy! I can smell Schiltterbahn from here!"
Happiest place on Earth (Oops, wrong place) in Texas.
Another satisfied customer
Kyle loved the water slides.
Reed found the lazy river to be more his speed.
Lazy river crocodiles are a hot commodity.
We may or may not have knocked medium-sized children out of the way to get our babies atop this one as soon as it became available.
That little speck dangling a gazillion stories above the earth is my oldest child.
He wanted to do the Sky Coaster by himself, but had to have one of the workers go with him since he wasn't big enough.
JR continued the tradition of somebody having to visit the clinic everytime we visit a theme park.
(Tradition started when my mom got stung by a bee at Fiesta Texas.)
The cream healed up the burn/rash JR suffered from excessive innertubing quickly enough to get him right back in the game.
And look!
I was there too.
Letting the sun touch me as minimally as possible, of course.
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