Porch Pool

I think that there are worse places to spend my summer, than at the porch pool with the hooligans. The older two don't always nap these days, but Jericho takes a mean nap after lunch. So it gives us plenty of time to take advantage of our porch, and our super classy inflatable pool that comes complete with a hole (somewhere I haven't found yet).

But so what if I have to re-inflate it at every use, it does the job, and I haven't passed out yet. But the other day when it was 99 degrees and I was huffing and puffing trying to blow up that thing, I saw my life flash before my eyes. The hooligans love it, though, and it keeps them entertained for nearly an hour. So any dizziness, light-headedness, or shortness of breath I may feel is a small price to pay. I have a whole hour to recover before they turn on me if not.

The other day I managed to convince the hooligans how much fun it would to be dump nice, cool water all over mommy's feet while she laid out. (They were even fighting over who could dump water on me the fastest. Note to self: I may be able to trick them into giving me a massage and cleaning the entire house if I make it a competition.) It was pretty relaxing...which is not something I usually find myself saying in reference to my children.

I'm currently contemplating upgrading to one of those hard plastic deals I don't have to inflate myself every day. Since, ya know, a real pool that would hold more than 6 inches of water is not in my near, or very distant, future. ;) And as much as I love making the treck to the pool at the Y, by the time I apply lotion to 5 people and pack snacks (cuz let's face it, they spend 80% of the time snacking and 20% of the time swimming) I have to start all over again or it's September.

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