Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Little Fish

We decided to take a family trip to the big, exciting pool on Sunday...the real pool, not just the inflatable one in our backyard. 

This is a prime example of how I sometimes forget that the kids were at different stages in different seasons.  For example, the first time Jake went into a big pool (at Nana's house), he was around 6 months old and perfectly content to just chill in one of those baby float devices for hours, and even fell asleep in it.  We went into this experience over the weekend thinking that Liam would do the same thing, you know, being that it's his first time in the big pool, too.  This is where we forgot the crucial piece of information that Liam is 13 months old, not 6 months old, and is mobile.  Oh, and that he has a big brother who he tries to keep up with at all times.  He tolerated his float for about 5 minutes before trying to plunge himself off the side of it and into the water.

Yes, I dressed them in matching swim shorts.  They were the most stylish kids at that pool!

We were at the pool for about 2.5 hours and Liam spent nearly that entire time wanting someone to help him "swim" around the pool...belly down, arms splashing, feet kicking.  When he wasn't doing that, he wanted to "jump" off the side with Jake; which meant that one of us had to hold him under his arms and lift him way up in the air like he was jumping, then bring him back into the pool.  The muscles in my entire upper body were crying in pain on Monday morning. 

He briefly humored us by going into the baby pool, only to try and escape back into the big part after just a few minutes.

Cups and a tiny wading area, seriously?  This baby pool is lame.

Jake did an awesome job with those swimmies on his arms; he jumped right in, and paddled his way around the pool, no fear.  He even went down the big twisty slide a few times!

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