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Saturday, August 6, 2011

Out with a Splash!



It's summer (not for long) but technically it's summer for a bit longer according to the calendar, it's hotttt, it's a Saturday evening and I've got a little guy to entertain.

Scenario on my hands:  Nate is gone for a beer at 4:00 which is totally cool.  I told him to go.
Greyson just woke up from his nap.
Sailor is still sleeping.

Greyson gets up and asks for some juice and in a matter of minutes he's got all his toys scattered across the room.  Me aka as mom is just not feelin' it for the moment.  So, I say let's go swimming Grey and I must say this was a very good way to get him to clean up his mess, which we have been working on.  If Grey makes a mess he has to remember to clean it up.  He cleans up and puts his toys away.  I pack his swim bag and load both kids into the car...pick up Livy...and we are on our way to my parents neighbors house....score....we are all out of the house and ready for some well needed swim time.  I call Nate on the way to tell him where we are going and he says he will meet us there after bar time.  Sounds good to me.  Just livin' the dream I tell ya! ha!



He's all business with his swimming.  It's amazing how good he is doing though.  I'm so proud of him.  He pumps his arms in the water, kicks his legs, holds his breath, and goes off the board without batting an eye.



He's got skill..."supa" man style


Notice the hands on the hips before take off


The professional diver


Enough crack by the pool Grey


Sails was there too but she opted to "lounge" by the pool

she's in it for the relaxation these days as you can clearly see.

Buddies in the pool.


They spotted a spider by the steps.




Then came daddy!  He's like a little kid on a hot summer night!




and we must not forget the spin action off the board



He's my pool rat.  That's all there is to it!

2 comments:

  1. This made me laugh. Craig and I were in the pool last night and he gets out and I'm like what are you doing? He said, in a serious voice, a cannon ball. I laughed so hard I got a ligament cramp. 3 or 30, boys never really change.

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