Isn't it fun to lick your lips and taste the salty chlorine that has dried on your lips after you've toweled off at the pool? Though there isn't much to towel off when it is 102 degrees. I did think it was a little funny that when I finally got the girls out of the water into the shade Reagan started whimpering. She said she was freezing. She said it was too cold. Yeah, right, 102 and cold.
Tanner managed to convince Reagan to try the slide, and I managed to get her to jump into the water from the side of the pool. She loves floating around in her life jacket, and has managed to learn how to propel herself through the water pretty successfully. I still stay close by just in case she runs into trouble, but the last few times she has been pretty independent when it comes to swimming. As she stretches her legs out behind her she shouts, "I can fly! I can fly!" and she loves splashing "pixie dust" on everyone including Georgie.
She's lucky that Georgie thinks it is all good fun. George likes the shallow part of the pool, a mere two inches deep. She crawls around on all fours, occasionally dipping her nose to the water and coming up with an abrupt snort.
We leave when Georgie starts turning brown. I figured that would be a good way to judge how well the girls are holding up to the heat. When Georgie is done, then we are all done. Of course, it is bound to disappoint Katie, but I know that it keeps us safe. The girls are all turning that beautiful golden brown that my sisters have inherited. I'm glad that they didn't get my smoky green colored skin. They look gloriously healthy compared to the other lobster backed kids at the pool. Multi-culturalism has its positives.
It looks like our dryer is on its last legs. I spent 2 hours drying a single load of laundry. I'm wondering if I can find a good repair shop around here. Of course, I could also just buy a bag of concrete and erect my clothesline, but that just seems to be too much work for now. We haven't' done anything to the house for the last week. Just not enough time for Tanner to sleep. I suppose picking Jonathan up in Austin, readjusting rooms, touring an elementary school and staying cool might have something to do with our lack of progress.
On a final note...Georgie has two teeth now and is down to two nursings a day. Whoop!
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