On the Monday of the 4th weekend, my in-laws suggested that we take the little kids to the park, and that they meet us with doughnuts and coffee. 
We needed some shade though, so we wound up along the 10mile river.
I usually think of it as walk-by-and-don’t-let-the-kids-fall-in-territory, but it is lovely in itself.
I think K rather wanted to fall in, especially once there was a snapping turtle to watch.
M did fall in. (Actually, he tells me that he did not, he just got dirty on the back.)
K just got into the icing in a big way.
M thought it was glorious, and documented the bathtub mess, after gaining permission to use the camera. 
That’s my boy!