While up in the Calgary Tower Brooke spotted a spray park, and so without swimsuits we went in search of the water.  I should also mention that it is only about 70 degrees.  When the sun was out being wet was bearable, but when clouds rolled over little teeth were chattering.

I left Cody’s shirt on thinking he would only get his legs wet.  That didn’t last long.  Luckily we were only a handful of blocks from the car and our first city asphalt picnic.

Mac and Cheese, peas, and canned chicken. Mmm…. Scott didn’t mind all of the strange stares we were getting.  We waved and said hi to a few people who passed by with their mouths agape.