Daddy and I set up the slip-and-slide this afternoon! Mommy even went on it a few times before deciding that was enough. But Daddy kept sliding down it with me, never mind that the warning label says "maximum 5 feet tall and 110 pounds". Daddy exceeds those by a little bit
I'd slide first, and then tell him he couldn't catch me! Of course he would try, and usually did catch me, at which point I'd start squealing and giggling up a storm. I wasn't fast enough!
After while, Daddy quit too. But not soon enough, silly Daddy, he sure was sore the next day! It was worth it, we had so much fun.
