Splash Pad

It was just one of those mornings. After 3.5 days of Aaron being mad at the world, and two weeks of trying to keep the house spotless, I just needed to get out. But it's hot and I didn't really have any errands to run, just a few things on the Target list is all. Since it was almost time for Aaron to take a nap, I thought we'd head to the Spectrum Target, so Jacob and I could wander around while Aaron slept in the Moby wrap. Nice idea, in theory.

We pulled into the Target parking lot, and Jacob immediately starting asking for fountains. Aaron fell asleep the instant I put him the Moby, so I figured we could start with fountains and hit Target on the way out. Another nice idea, in theory. The first fountain we came to was the splash pad. In the past, when I've taken Jacob to the pad, and been completely prepared with swimsuit, towels, sunscreen, etc., Jacob has refused to go in. So, I thought, "Well, he probably won't get wet, except for maybe a little, and it's hot, so he'll dry. And if he does get wet, I have those spare clothes from the beach in the backpack." Another nice thought, in theory. Jacob proceeded to get soaked. Completely soaked. And being the completely unprepared mom that I am, I did NOT have the spare clothes I thought I did. And Aaron started to fuss. So, I managed to drag Jacob away from the pad after about 20 minutes, and bring him into Target, where I stripped him down to a diaper, wrapped him in a receiving blanket, and headed to the kid section to buy some cheap, dry clothes. By the time I was done paying for them, Aaron was back to being completely mad at the world, instead of taking the nap I thought he would. So, we headed out to the van and drove home, without Aaron having more than a 15 minute nap, no snack for Jacob, and not getting anything on the Target list. But hey, at least Jacob had fun.