After the very first waterslide, the Texas Freefall, where Remy hurt himself and I experienced complete humiliation, I wasn't sure how the rest of the day at Splashtown in Spring, Texas was going to go. Remy was crying, and I figured he wouldn't do anymore rides...but he proved me wrong, and I was so proud of how brave he was! He's only 6 years old and such a little thing...but he's got spunk.
So, our next ride was Thunder Run. Sounds like fun, huh? It was!!

If you look closely, you can see my sister, her son and Remy coming down in the three-person tube. Ok, maybe you can't see them...but they're there, I promise. Crappy camera, sorry.

Remy and his cousins are enjoying a cherry one here.
This is Treehouse Island. The kids loved playing here.

but Remy didn't want Donny to hold him anymore.
I think they would both kill me if they saw this photo. hehe
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