Since I can't be counted on to actually blog, the least I can do is post a cute picture now and then.
Here are my two boys at the pool Sunday morning.
We've started going in the mornings on the weekends. It means we share the pool with one or maybe two other families, and it's not as hot so it's easier for Gage. The poor kid overheats really quickly. We had the same problem with Braeden but Gage has my fair skin, so we're also worried about sunburns. (And yes, we use sunblock, but it only does so much.)
Gage isn't so sure about the pool. He'd rather stand on the edge. And dip his watering can in to the pool. Then pour the water into a bucket. And pour the water from the bucket back into the pool. And when he talks about the pool, he doesn't just say pool. He says pool water. He wants to play with the pool water. He wants to go to the pool water. It's hard to say no when he asks in such a cute way.
Braeden likes to sit on his noodle and paddle around. Sometimes he wears his goggles...not that he puts his face in the water or anything. Yesterday morning he freaked out when I tried to get him to kick without his noodle. I was holding onto his arms so his head was above water, but he freaked out anyway. And then in the afternoon (when Mat took him back after nap), he realized he could touch the bottom in the shallow end and still have his head above water. And with that, he was fine about giving up the noodle and kicking while Mat held him up.
His freak-outs make me laugh more than anything else. They stress Mat out completely. He wants something to invent a special kind of camp for kids like Braeden. Grow-the-fuck-up sleep-away camp. One activity involves giving the kid his most favorite dinner, letting him eat a few bites, then knocking the plate to the ground. Gotta love him!