Aestivus estivus.

Another week down. Time flies; are you having fun yet?

Today is the first day of summer, so in honor, here is an ode to Crocodile Mile:

The child within me
still cracks a smile
When I think of summers past
and recall Crocodile Mile.
So thrilling to receive,
a present too fantastic.
There's no better scent
than the smell of fresh plastic.
All purple and yellow,
spread out in the yard.
To control my excitement
was ever so hard.

But the time would always come
for that fast-paced trip on down,
And the immediate result
was always a smile-turned-frown,
For little do they tell you
on the cover of that box
That when you run and slide and hit the bump,
you get a stomachful of rocks.

So what my inner-child learned
from that ever-fateful ride
For summer's in the future:
Instead try a Slip 'n Slide.

(FYI, Slip 'n Slide was no winner, either. To avoid all injury, avoid all at-home water slides. Except maybe this one. [Kids are spoiled these days, no?])

And just because...Beware! The dramatic chipmunk!