Summertime in this house means lots and lots and did I mention LOTS of swimming. Early morning swimming, late afternoon swimming evening swimming. Swimming with the neighbors and friends. Needless to say my kids are pretty brown and I think their feet may be becoming webbed.
Ruby is in love with “schwimming” this year. Last year she didn’t really care about it one way or another, but we can’t keep her out of the pool now. She is jumping off of the waterfall into the big pool and swimming everywhere. Yesterday, she started swimming across the spa without her vest to her Daddy. It’s only a matter of weeks before she is swimming completely without that vest. Eli was about her age when he jumped off the waterfall with no vest and swam all the way to the steps. I had a post about it, but when I switched over from blogger, it didn’t transfer over. You can still see it here but I’ll have to look on The Hubby’s laptop for it and link it up properly.
The boys have gone from cannon balls and jack knifes to full on flips! Scares the you know what out of me! I’m just waiting for the first head to get split open. So far we’ve been very lucky with the pool. They only person who was ever really injured in it was The Hubby when he attempted some crazy jump off of the diving rock and split his big toe apart from his second toe. (is there a name for toes like fingers?) He had 7 stitches on the inside (ewww, yuck) and 7 stitches on the outside of his foot. That was our first summer in this house, in fact, I think it was in the first month we lived here. Ya, he’s good like that.