Swimming

February 21, 2011
Three-day weekends, well technically four since I don't work on Fridays, can be pretty boring with your fuddy-duddy parents. At least if you ask Pearl or Cole.

So we packed up and headed over to the rec center for some fun at the pool. Pearl was bouncing off the walls with excitement. Cole, not so much. At first anyway. As soon as his little body hit the cool water, he clung to me and cried. After a few minutes he started splashing timidly and smiling at all the kids running around. But once we stuck him in the floatie and he realized he could touch the bottom of the pool... there was no stopping him! He ran around the pool as fast as he could, laughing, splashing, and smiling. Then he started jumping up and down squealing with delight. He was everywhere.

After two hours of splashing, Pearl tackling me in the water, going down the slides, and having all traces of moisture sucked out of our bodies from the chlorine, we called it quits. Although, once we hit the cold air in the locker rooms and then the cold air outside as we walked home, I was half-tempted to jump back in.