Loud, chaotic, rambunctious, energetic. This is the joy of a child. It’s not quite my choice of environment, this echoey indoor waterpark with smells of not-chlorinated-enough water mixed with … is that an ammonia smell?! Splashing through puddles of standing water with small pieces of trash in the corners from people’s left over fast food is not quite my cup of tea.
So why am I here? I’m here for the excitement on my children’s face when they realize they get to go down the fastest tube slide all by themselves. I’m here to cheer on my timid child for bravely riding with only a brother and no parent. I’m here to float down the lazy river with my husband, allowing ourselves to be target practice for our enthusiastic water marksmen on the bridge overhead.
We are here to grow as a family. In the midst of this loud and obnoxious setting, we see older brother watch out for youngest brother and brother and sister who usually fight ask over and over again to ride together. It is noisy and crazy. A measure of faith is required to let the children roam free in the midst of this chaos. Yet the reward was grand.
Life is Sailing 
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