Sprayground Fun

This morning, Ava and I hitched a ride with our friends, the Holbrooks, and headed over to the local sprayground. Who knew that Greensboro had such a place? Not me! Thanks Lauren, for introducing us to such a fun, and FREE place for the kids to play!

At first, Ava would only get as close to the water as the sidewalk would take her. As soon as she reached the edge, she would stop on a dime and come running back to me.

Eventually, Ava got brave enough to step off of the sidewalk and tip toe over to the water features.

But about 3 feet before reaching the water, she would turn around, and again, come running back to me. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.

Then... It happened....

Ava tip-toed over to one of the water fountains and on her way there, a completely different, and dormant water fountain sprang into action and caught Ava by surprise. This is what she looked like when she saw the unexpected water come up out of the ground.

And this is what she looked like 3 seconds later.

Ava immediately came running over to me, rubbed her hands through her hair and proudly stated, "et!" (wet) And that little surprise incident was all it took to break the ice. Ava spent the rest of the afternoon getting, as she says, "et."

Before too long, it was time to step away from the sprayground and eat lunch.

Knowing she could return to the sprayground as soon as she finished her lunch, Ava inhaled her food (and oatmeal chocolate chip cookie) at lightening speed.

Tummy full and energy restored, Ava continued playing with all of the fun things the sprayground has to offer. Like the yellow squirt gun.

And the red squirt gun.

Ava even figured out how to have a squirt gun fight with another sprayground attendee.

While Ava kept exploring all of the fun spray toys, she kept a close eye on the big, bad, green machine seen below. Ava made sure not to get anywhere close to the green contraption and the colorful buckets that randomly dumped water on innocent children below. Then all of a sudden, Ava spotted a little boy, about her size, go running over to said green contraption and play under it's buckets. Not to be outdone, Ava bravely marched over to the boy as if to say, "See, I can stand under the buckets too!" While the two of them were chatting in their own language, the red bucket unleashed it's pouring power, and dumped water just feet away from where the kiddos were standing. That was the last time Ava got anywhere close to the buckets for the rest of the afternoon. Maybe she'll be a bigger fan during our next trip.

When it was all said and done, Ava had a great time at the sprayground! Thanks again, Lauren, for introducing us to such a fun place to spend our hot, summer days! We will definitely be back!