Really. You get invited by Grammy to the club pool. But the kiddie pool just doesn't cut it anymore.
You want to go on the slide in the family pool. Over and over and OVER again. For hours at a time, without a single break. Never mind that the adults swimming out there to catch you and help give you a push back to the ladder might be a little tired.
You leave the family pool kicking and screaming and crying and falling down on the ground in protest. All the way back to the kiddie pool.
And then you think you want to go off the diving board in the dive pool, but that jump gets bigger the closer you get to the end of the board. So you bounce on the board a little, but stay back from the edge. The lifeguard blows his whistle and tells you to jump or get back down (so the other kids can jump). We go through the process a few times, but you eventually opt out. It's just too high, and you're swimming is still more of a dog paddle on a good day, so you're not quite ready. Not today.
You leave the dive pool kicking and screaming and crying and falling down in protest. All the way back to the kiddie pool.
And to add insult to injury, Mommy will not feed you every single minute you are at the club pool. We did JUST eat lunch before we drove over. You did already have a large package of fruit snacks, some applesauce and a large container of grapes. Grammy had already given you an icee from the concessions. You SHOULD NOT still be hungry.
But you are. You want more snacks. And more drinks. And you want to slide. Or jump. Or be anywhere except inside or around the kiddie pool.
Life is so hard sometimes ...
