A Weekend at the Lake House

Water Park

Disclaimer: Again, I don't own Grown Ups or Greg... :(

Chapter 8

Mia's POV

The water park was packed and full, but luckily we found a spot in the middle of all the chaos. We sat down our bags and the kids began to put sunblock lotion on. I peeled off my dress, folded it neatly and placed it in my bag. I turned around to see Greg and Andre gaping at me.

"What?" I covered my body, feeling conscious under their gaze. Greg shook his head and pushed Andre slightly before whispering in his ear.

"You look beautiful..." Greg coughed. I smiled to him in thanks and began applying sunblock lotion on my skin. They left to go get ice cream after that.

The parents were yelling out orders and my uncle was nowhere to be found, so does the Hilliard girls. The dads were in charge of the kids while the moms relax for a little bit.

Greg and Andre returned, the same time as my uncle with the Hilliard girl made an appearance.

"Hey, dad!" Amber greeted in a red polkadot bikini.

"Hey, where ya guys been?" Rob asked.

"Well, we didn't bring our swimsuits so Marcus went to take us to buy some." Amber explained, patting my uncle on the chest as she does so. I noticed Greg and Andre crushed their ice cream cones as they stared blatantly at Amber and Jasmine's body in a bikini.

I took a deep calming breath to keep my jealousy in check. Gladly, it worked.

"We got them at a store called 'Naughty and Nice'. Marcus said it was the only one that was open." Jasmine added, she too was in a polkadot bikini but it was white this time.

"The only place open? For bathing suits? In the summer?" Rob questioned while Jasmine just shrugged.

Bridget came into our view with a green and white striped one-piece. "We got my bathing suit at Shopping Stop."

"I like.. I like that one." Rob stuttered.

"Let's hit the water slide!" My uncle cheered with the girls.

"Babe, c'mon!" Greg pleaded at me and I just rolled my eyes at him. He placed his arm around my shoulder and followed closely behind the other kids.

Half an hour later, we were still stuck in the same spot of our line. Greg and Andre talked about nonsense the whole time, but Greg didn't remove his arm from my shoulder at all. I leaned to his side and felt his lips on my head as I do so.

"Daddy, this line is not even moving." Donna groaned as the other kids agreed.

"I want mommy's milk!" Bean demanded.

"I know you do, son.." Eric stuttered, obviously uncomfortable with the situation.

"He wants some mommy's milk, give him some mommy's milk." Lenny said as Bean kept cheering 'Mommy's milk' over and over again.

"No, no. Damn it. No more mommy's milk, okay? You want milk, you're drinking regular milk." Eric said, frustrated as he searched in the crowd. He finally saw what he was looking for, a fat kid with a small box of milk. He grabbed the milk out of the kids hand.

"Hey!" The kid yelled.

"Here's a buck. Run along, run along." Eric threatened and then he turned to Bean. "Here, drink milk. Straight out of the carton."

"I don't know if mommy will want me to." Bean said.

"Just drink it, okay?" Eric gestured crazily. I watched in amusement as he took the carton from Bean's hand. "Just like daddy did. Let me show you, okay." As he tipped the carton to his mouth, a trail milk dripping down his beard. Yuck.