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Pool Days

The last few days have been very hot. I have made a conscious effort to get the boys to the pool. They love going so much, that I wanted to make sure we got a lot of time at the pool in this week. So, we have spent a good portion of each day at the pool.

I must admit, I love going to the pool too!! First, there are the times that we take the double jogger stroller and walk to the pool. I LOVE the exercise. When at the pool, I love watching the boys play. Joshua has been an angel. Although, he took lessons in the "big pool" he does not beg to go into the pool. He has learned that when Mommy brings all the boys to the pool by herself, that we only go into the kiddie pool. Joshua is a joy to watch too. He has become more brave even in the kiddie pool, as he has begun a little game with himself. He throws a toy that sinks to the bottom, he swims to it and gets it. This game is repeated over and over again.

Caleb loves to splash and play alligator (which he learned in swim lessons). He has gotten quite bold at running a diving into the water . . . I am waiting for a life guard to put an end to this even though he goes so slowly, that he could not possibly hurt himself. He is also learning the delicate art of sharing. It is a fun thing to see him negotiate with the other children at the pool to either get a toy he wants, or get back one of the toys we brought.

I love little Andrew at the pool too! Often, he is in the sling and as close to me as he can get. Other times, like today he gave his brothers a special gift . . . he fell asleep in his stroller. That allowed me to take both Caleb and Joshua into the big pool. Both boys were thrilled. Caleb wanted to jump to me as many times as he could and Joshua became more adventurous in the big pool with each passing moment.

I love Andrew in his cute little "Freddy hats", as my grandpa calls them. Gosh, that little baby can turn on the charm and smile so big sometimes . . . it makes me feel like the luckiest mom at the pool.

Finally, I also get "down time". When Caleb and Joshua are playing happily in the kiddie pool and Andrew is asleep in the stroller (or just sitting happily in the stroller), I get a chance to take a moment to read. I love to read, but often do not get the time to, but over the last few days, I have enjoyed the time at the pool to get some reading done.

Tomorrow is expected to be another hot day . . . the pool bag will be packed and waiting to go!!

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