Sunday was swim day. We spent the morning at the swimming complex. All who were allowed (so, not me and the little kids) went down the water slides. Adam and Taylor played on the diving boards and platforms. Even Lyv snuck onto the diving board twice. She's a brave one. After running the kids ragged at the pool, we went back to the hotel where the tired ones slept and the rest of us got ready for tubing fun. I wasn't so sure I was going to tube...you know, since I'm super pregnant...but I decided to, and it was awesome. We rented a four-man tube. The first go around, I was instructed to sit in the middle. We thought this was wise and the safest route. False. It was horrible. So Mary Jo and I took turns sitting it out and taking pictures. The tube really was only meant for four and it was a lot more fun that way. On our last run, we hit a rapid at a crappy angle and I unintentially aspirated a lot of water. No good. No good at all.