Next Time We’ll Actually Get In The Pool

C and I loaded up and went out to Mom’s on Tuesday, fully intent upon swimming.

And then we chickened out. Actually, I did.

It was a bit cool until mid-afternoon, and since the pool is not heated, the water is frigid. The coolness combined with the icy water makes for a chickeny Momma.

But we had fun anyway. The weather was just right for playing in mud puddles, which C spent quite a bit of time doing. HLB came home for lunch and taught C some pretty fun things about mudholes. How to make them bigger with a water hose, and how to squirt things with the aforementioned hose.

Oz had his share of fun, too. He was adopted by a lonely kitten.And he managed to climb into the bird dog bath. It seems that he dogs prefer this bird bath to their own water bowl, making it their own doggie wetbar. So when Oz was getting a drink, he just made himself right at home. I guess everyone else’s water was Oz flavored that day.

And Squirt and her partner in crime adopted sister, KD, left some surprises for us on the camera. It was a good day, even if we never got into the pool. It’s a good thing C isn’t big enough to realize all the fun he missed.