This morning Isaiah pulled the kiddie pool out of the shed and said he wanted to go swimming. "I can't stand that pool," I said. He got it out of it's zippered pouch, unfolded it anyway and said, "you'll learn to like it more." I sighed and turned on the hose while he ran to get his swimsuit. Then he happily splashed in the water. When Charlotte woke up from her nap, I let her join him, happy to toddle around in her jelly shoes, splash her hands in the water, and gasp when I set her standing in the pool. It was a little cold. Later in the day, Isaiah's friends Bryson and Owen joined him while I visited with Nicki. It was a fabulous lazy afternoon.