“...but then we didn’t.”

So...for the last few summers, our splash schedule has gone something like this:

June—pool three times a week

July—pool two times a week

August—pool once a week

I mean, our enthusiasm is high for the swimming when the summer kicks off, and then naturally wanes.

But this summer, we haven’t been to the pool on a weekday without Daddy yet—and it’s almost July!!!

What is happening???

I’ll tell ya what’s happening. 

A whole lotta laziness (or, more accurately, a whole lotta indoor play with zero desire to leave).

As with our emotions, which have either been wildly happy or wildly cataclysmic, our schedules and activities have been either wildly busy or wildly barren.

And we’ve just been rollin’ with it.

So nearly every evening, I find myself saying to the hubby when he gets home, “so we were gonna go to the pool this afternoon...but then we didn’t.” Ha.

Oh well. I still lurv what we’ve been doing.

Super-heroing:

Pausing to watch digging (which is sort of like stopping to smell the roses...but for two-year-old boys):

And super-heroing whilst play-doh-ing (see, we still multi-task):





And last but not least...the sleepy snuggling. Oh, the sleepy snuggling: