Holden has spent the last couple years (literally, years) asking to play with a slip'n'slide, and today was finally that glorious day. We had hot dogs, lemonade, popsicles,a sprinkler, bubbles, and all things summer.
We were T minus 25 minutes until guests arrived, and Turner had a run-in with a shovel. A run-in that ended up meaning a two-hour trip to urgent care and four stitches. So Ryan, Pop, and Turner made a fashionably late entrance. (FYI, it was not Holden on the other end of said shovel, but a responsible adult.)
Here is Holden with said slip'n'slide.

