This week we finally got out Jay’s birthday-present blow up baby pool. We took it over to the grandparentals’ yard and filled it with icy hose water. Jay had a blast!
We all sat just outside the splash zone in the shade and “hung out at the pool,” watching Jay play. It was pleasant. I’m looking forward to this time next year when Rose can play with Jay—I’d say he could use a little healthy rivalry. He makes up 50% of the grandkids on the White side, and gets attention-a-plenty.
Rose took a very brief dip.
Grampa’s head took a dip too…
Luckily, this creature (aka hairy Toby doglips) did not get in the water.
Meanwhile, Rose tried to see how far Daddy’s lips would stretch.
It was a hot day, but the shade was actually not-so-hot. By the end of the hour, Jay was shivering in his little swim costume. In spite of his immanent hypothermia, he refused to leave the pool, and I had to bodily remove him from the water and burrito him into a towel (with many boo hoos).
Steph makes everything better! I love this picture because it shows just how sweet she is to Jay. He adores her.
Rose had a little Grama time. It was nice for her to be in a sociable mood with Leslie. In the last few weeks, Rose has wailed at the very sight of this loving Grama for some reason.
Warming up in the sun. I recently realized that I have zero pictures of our in-town family. So I decided to STOP taking them for granted and START taking pictures of them! [brace yourselves, Westridge Drive residents]
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