On Sunday, after the water had warmed a bit, Sawyer decided that maybe playing in the little pool could be fun. He showed off his pool toys to grandma, who braved the chilling waters of the big pool.
Meanwhile I served as lifeguard. Had anyone started to drown, I was prepared to fling myself in after them. The little red chair (that Scott bought for Sawyer) would probably have come with me, however, since it took three people to remove it from my butt.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Take Two
Posted by Reid at 2:49 PM
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If Jamie reads this, and she probably will, she will call both of our kids water wimps for having little tolerance for anything under 84 degrees. Well, Mama don't swim with goose bumps.
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