Back in the Heat = Go to Pool

We are blessed to have so many friends with pools. We came home from Minnesota on Tuesday. Wednesday afternoon found us at Martha's pool with Dean and Lindsey. It was great to enjoy Martha's pool and to hear about her trip to Maine. We put both boys in floats and played a game passing them in a triangle from adult to adult to adult, which allowed us time to talk.

After all that playing, Dean was ready to find "the girls", Martha's hens. The boys ate grapes and shared a few with the chickens. We were even able to see a freshly laid egg in the hen house.

"Wow. Mama! Do you see that egg?"

Of course what Gavin was really saying was, "ball." So Martha and I were telling him, "Gentle."

Thursday morning, Lindsey took both boys to school. For the first (and only) day this summer, I was home alone. I took a walk. I weeded. I showered. I read. I napped. I watched HGTV. It was great. I picked the boys up and went to Lindsey's, where we all changed and went to the splash pad in Trophy Club. It was great. Gavin and Dean roamed around exploring the various water features. Lindsey and I were able to grab a bit of rest here and there.

Sunday afternoon, Dave and I took Gavin back. Gavin wasn't nearly as independent as he had been with Dean there, but he was still ready to explore. He has no problems walking under the water falls.

He enjoys just watching all of the other activity.
We are so fortunate to have this so close. It's a great way to cool off. Lindsey and I want to commit to leave work at 4pm one afternoon a week during August to bring the boys and to relax a bit. We'll see how that goes. She and I had grand plans for all the things we'd do this summer together with the boys, but travel seemed to get in the way. Oh well, there's always next summer, right?

I head back to work Monday, so summer is over. Sniff. I'm glad that I do get five weeks off to play and to be a mom. I suppose I need to start thinking about work a bit this weekend. I have a meeting Monday, where we'll all kick off with what we're working on. I'm sure that no one wants to hear a report about Gavin learning to eat with a spoon or learning not to put his hand in a dirty diaper. So, hmmmmm what have I been working on? I'll come up with something.