One of the couples at our Sunday School table threw an "End-of-Summer Pool Party" yesterday after church. It was perfect weather for it! The only "downside" was that it rained a lot the night before, so the water temperature dropped a good 6 degrees. So, all the fathers stepped up to the plate and got in the 74 degree water with all the kids while the mothers took the afternoon off. Our job was to keep track of towels, and go back for seconds, thirds, and fourths of all the yummy food! It was a tough job, but someone had to do it - and we ladies were more than willing to oblige! *smile*
Alex simply loved being in the water and refused to admit that his lips had turned blue.Harrison, on the other hand, wasn't so sure. The problem wasn't that the water was cold - he just doesn't seem to like pools. He's cried his way through almost all of his pool experiences.
So, he cried ... and fussed ... and cried ... and pouted ... and cried some more.
What?!? Is that a SMILE on Harrison's face? No - impossible!
But, alas, the happiness was short-lived, and so out of the water he came. Poor little guy - such mean parents to force him to play in a swimming pool.
When the pool was mostly in shade, the kids finally started to shiver. But they weren't deterred - they were bound and determined to enjoy this final swim of the season to it's fullest potential! But, one by one the fathers got out and started to warm up.
When we told Alex it was time to get out, he wasn't sure he'd forgive us........ That is, till he found the sandbox!
THANK YOU Mr/Mrs Kipe for opening your house to all of us! It was such a great way to end the summer - a pool party, with delicious food on the grill, and tons of desserts! I'm not sure who enjoyed it more - the kids or the parents!
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