After all of J's hard work to get the pool ready for the summer, we got to enjoy a swim on Father's Day. Gabe loved it, but wanted to hang on a noodle with me holding it. Zach, on the other hand, looked like a cross between comatose and traumatized. Even though his face looked incredibly worried, his feet were crossed. He's a funny little guy. We hosted a pool party for our Mom's group friends a couple of days later (too busy to take pictures), and Gabe was even more comfortable in the pool. He actually swam around on the noodle on his own. For his second time, I'd say that was a huge improvement. We're hoping to get back into the pool over the holiday weekend.
Here are the Father's Day pool pics:
check out Zach!
brave boy!
my face looks like I'm being tortured, but I'm still crossing my legs
me and my little lovey
happy boy in the pool
I'm in a coma, but my legs are crossed
I'm really into licking water this season (pool, beach, and hose water)
Daddy and his two little boys
clinging on for dear life
close up of the clinging
oh, how wonderful is that little guy?
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