You just know that something like this doesn’t bode well for anyone else. See how the people are slowing trying to walk away unobserved? Smart. Very smart.

Not that it fazed the boys..

There’s always a few who simply can’t resist to hang around and see whats going to happen. Poor unsuspecting fools. It’s about this time that I holler “Don’t get Mariah wet! She doesn’t have a clean set of clothes!” because I’m an awesome Mommy that way. Hey, at least I remembered the sun screen. What more do you people want from me?

Anyway.. also notable about that photo is the handy dandy (Blue Clues overdose?) arrow pointing out our car. Notice how we park as CLOSE AS POSSIBLE? My husband says its laziness, but does he have to carry the carseat, diaper bag, blanket, purse and other junk all the way over to the party? IN HEELS?

Actually.. he does. Minus the heels.

It’s probably just the laziness.

Where was I?

This, folks, is my darling husband loading up a super sized slingshot with a water balloon. Generously helping him we have my cousin McKevin (left) and my brother Chris (right).

Note the boyish glee on their faces as they prepare to launch the balloon..

..at my dad. The fear and uncertainty in that smile speaks volumes. You should have heard him. “NOT SO HARD! YOU ALMOST TOOK MY HEAD OFF!”

You think they stopped?

These boys?

They just loaded up more.

My dad ended up with a huge bruise on his leg. I didn’t take a photo of it because.. well.. I guess I just don’t want photos of my dad’s leg on my computer?

You understand.