Today, I'm surprised I can walk. Muscles I didn't know I have hurt. Last night I took the kids back to the fountain and somehow I wound up in the fountain soaking wet, fully dressed. So much fun. There was a concert going on so we got to listen to some music while we played. My nephew came with us, and the four of us played a game of soccer... For about an hour. Holy. Cow.
This afternoon we went to the pool and played volleyball and swam 20 laps (dont get exited, that's about ten minutes of straight swimming). And because that wasnt enough, we did some strength exercises. And because *that* wasn't enough we came home and played more soccer and volleyball in the yard.
And now they want to go back to the fountain. I'm going to die, but at least i'll die in shape!
Now enjoy some awful pictures of my babies and I just after we played soccer. And my shoes, oh my poor shoes :)