My Little Swimmer

Ok, so it's not exactly swimming, but Chickster played in his new wading pool for the first time today.

Husband was home, so he had the privilege of blowing up the pool (Since he chose one that requires inflation, I figured that should be his job). It's so cute - it even has a padded bottom so Chickster's little bum is cushioned in style.

We filled the pool (and I use the word "filled" loosely here) before lunch and let the water warm up just a bit. It's no fun playing in cold water, at least not when it's only 85 outside and you're forced by your parents to sit in the shade.

Anyway, Chickster seemed to enjoy himself and we pulled him out just before his hands and feet looked completely like mini prunes.

He's now napping peacefully. Swimming wears a boy out!