Water Mountains

First there were Quetzels (Pretzels). Then there were Ping Pies (French Fries) and their cousins Fish Ping Pies (Fish Sticks). And Hangaburgs (which need no definition). Slowly Jacob corrects his really cute names for things and prefers to use the real term. But Tania and my new favourite name variant is "water mountains" (fountains). Playing in the water mountains is Jacob's new favourite activity. (Like the action shot to the left? Thanks to my Canon Digital Rebel that can actually catch all the shots that my slow, old digital camera couldn't)

The ones we go to are about a 5 minute walk from our house - right next to Jacob's playground and his soccer class. There are some great advantages to the suburbs. These particular water mountains are a gas. They stream out water for a period of time, which eventually stops running. The kids are tempted to walk up to the place where the water was coming from and then they turn back on with no warning. It is heart warming to watch the delight of the kids as they get sprayed with unexpected water. As you can also see from the pictures there are also puddles that they jump into and splash. And because it is a posh neighborhood the material is some sort of soft, synthetic rubber like material that is totally safe to fall onto.

After 2.5 years of living in London I think that Jacob isn't used to having so much sun all the time. I know that his skin certainly isn't used to it - we have the whitest kid on the block by a long shot - so we always have our sun block prepared. But we are clearly out of practice in protecting ourselves from the sun as Jacob came home the other day with the tops of his feet looking like tomatoes. Doh! Mommy won't soon forget that spot. More blog posts next weekend. If all goes to plan we should have Uncle Tom, Aunt Moni and Cousin Rowan with us next week. Over and out.