Taking a squirming four year old to a sensory-overloaded water park by oneself is the equivalent of running at 5.5 mph on a treadmill for two hours while attempting to catch one of those water snake toys (remember those?). Virtually impossible. You can never catch those dang things. Technically, I was with friends, but they were all chasing their own greased-up children. Next time, I’ll bring reinforcement...perhaps a bouncer or nanny.