We finally made it back to the pool again on a beautiful afternoon.
This morning were thunderstorms and the kids' soccer camp was held in the gym.
But the afternoon, great.
This kid was thrilled to see Tim. Tim likes to play with him too, but honestly the kid beats on him to the point it's not fun.
Today it was the hair pulling that finally had Tim so mad he left the pool. He said the front of his hair actually hurt from this kid hanging on it.
Tim's big and doesn't mind a bit of pummeling and wrestling. But no matter how big you are, it still hurts to have your hair pulled over and over.
Look how happy the little devil is. He really does not understand.
Anyway, after Tim sat on the bench and refused to play with him anymore, he got a clue. Kind of. He at least stuck to the headlocks and socking and quit pulling hair.
She loves it this year, tall enough with good enough balance to swim without being a personal hazard every step.
And then we came home and ate supper and everything is about as good as it can be. love you all, Mom
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