In a comment to my last post, Rhonda asked if anyone fell in the water. Let me just paint you a little picture of the "goings-on" only seconds after I snapped that picture.

I looked up to see Ben soaking wet up to his chest.

I took a breath to deal with him when I heard Luke say, "Oh NO!" I looked over at him to see his croc floating down the waterfall and into the reservoir.

Before I can say, "sorry buddy, it's gone now." I hear a splash and look over to see Ethan (not wearing crocs but shoes and socks) standing in knee deep water.

I turn to check on Aisling to make sure she hasn't run off during all of this only to see her with A CIGARETTE BUTT IN HER MOUTH!

I scooped up the babies, said to the boys, "we're leaving right now, let's go." And raised my white flag of defeat all the way home.