Our grandsons are here today and have begged and pleaded to get the pool ready. Grandpa said "NO," and when you only get one day off a week, opening the pool is not on the agenda. Guess what? The pool is getting ready. Grandpa can be a soft touch and he doesn't even realize it. He moans, groans and complains, but in the end, the kids get what they want. And he says I'm an easy touch.
I swear, most of the kids in the neighborhood can smell a pool. They were coming out in droves! We have a five-foot fence around the yard and they were pressed into it, noses sniffing the air, waiting to be let in.
Our granddaughter is planning her 13th birthday "pool party." And she wants a BBQ, and music, and games, and drinks, and all kinds of stuff. Guess who she wants to host her party? Yep...I can do the cooking, the cleaning, etc., etc., etc. My husband's brother lives in Arizona, and when he visited last year, he tried to convince the kids to put the trampoline next to the pool...then jump in! This comes from a comfirmed bachelor. But, I'm sure if the kids thought they could get away with it, they'd be dragging the trompoline over by the pool and seeing who could do the best cannon-ball off of it. Our 9 year old grandson has already asked about tying a rope to a tree and swinging into the pool from it! Kids.....did we ever think of "stupid" things like that when we were young? Maybe. But I'll never admit to it, and I sure won't be telling my grandkids!
Ahh...summer.
Lynnie
