Yesterday was unseasonably warm–even for Texas. When it’s 82 degrees and sunny, sometimes a four-year-old just can’t be convinced that it’s still too cold to play in the pool. So, I decided to quit trying to convince him and just let him figure it out for himself.
At first I didn’t bother bringing my big camera out, but I did manage to get a few with my phone. He never would admit that it was too cold, and he actually played in the water longer than I thought he would. But eventually he decided to get out and “let the water warm up in the sun.”
Meanwhile, his tractor needed a bath. Since he parked it in a perfect place to snap a few pictures, I brought out my camera.
That water was so dang cold, but he didn’t mind a bit.
Little brother loved watching–at least after he forgave big brother for splashing him with a cannonball.
Personal space is overrated.
They both have a pretty high tolerance for what I might consider irritating. I’m learning to just leave them alone and try not to intervene unless needed. I guess they’re just acting like brothers.
Oh, and just to keep it real: The party ended a few minutes after that last shot when Tice nailed me in the chest with a golf ball. Luckily it was me and not his brother–or my camera!
–Natalie
