Remember the good old days, when your parents would roll out a long sheet pf plastic, wet it down, and then expect you to jump and slide onto it? Instantly changed into swimwear, all the neighbor kids would come over and form a H U G E line screaming and hollering as each kid took his/her turn. Ah, the good ol' days of Clinton.
Thanks to Adalyn (ok, include Grandma Connie and Aunt Camille) my kids now have some similar memories, only their experience has a much cooler slip-n-slide. I remember ours was just a big piece of yellow (or maybe blue) plastic with the hose laying on it (heaven forbide you hit a dry patch, ouch!)
Connie and Camille THANK YOU bunches! We are grateful that you were willing to herd our children around the back yard so we could go on a "shooting spree." (Take that Soda Can! Vili, I hope your leg wound heals quickly- you can shake your fist at Dan if you like.)