The kids and I joined some fellow homeschooling families today for a get-together at Mingo Park (organized by the author of
{The Crafty Homeschooling Mama} blog). The sound of playing at the park, roasting hotdogs over a campfire, conversing with other moms and tromping through the woods on a nature hike sounded like a great time. BUT, I was horrified to discovered after we'd arrived there at lunchtime and set up a spot at the picnic tables that I'd forgotten our cooler of lunches (and all of our water bottles), which I'd spent so much time preparing this morning between helping with school and the kids' needs- I even packed hotdogs to roast. But I was humbled by and truly grateful for all of the mothers, whom I had never met before, that approached us and offered to share what they'd brought with my brood of hungry (and about to
die of thirst) children. And they were quick to sympathize with and assure me that they'd done the same thing many a time.

S'mores!

Not five seconds after I snapped this picture, she came sailing off the edge of this disturbingly high twisty slide while rounding a corner, head-first to the ground, which was fortunately heavily padded with mulch. It only
looked like we'd be taking a trip to Children's-- no injuries, thank God.

Thankfully, I remembered to bring boots.

Joy, from our Catholic homeschooling group, held Opal while I went down the waterfall with the older kids, and we caught a salamander (She wasn't really scowling at Opal)

our friends, April and Dominic, from whom we heard about the event

They were filthy. Good thing I also remembered changes of clothes.

I love how Jack gets right in there in a new crowd of kids.

We were excited to find such a great place (about 35 minutes south of us) and make some new friends at the same time. We're looking forward to more of these outings, which are going to be a regular occurrence, in the future!
Addendum: Besides forgetting our lunches and Iris falling off of the slide, Opal wouldn't nurse and cried herself to sleep in the Ergo, three of the four kids had meltdowns-- heat, too much activity?-- as soon as we got in the car (always when we're trying to do something nice for them), and all four of them required being carried to the bathtub when we got home (Opal, though she didn't go in the stream, hadn't had a dirty diaper in 4 1/2 days and was thoughtful enough to wait until the drive
home to have the worst diaper explosion I've ever experienced (at #4, that is saying a lot). At least they all had naps, even if they didn't go down until after 3! Oh, and Jack is proud of himself for pouring his own milk for the first time, as I had my hands too full upon arriving home :)