There is nothing better than lazy summer days at the club pool with Grammy and the boys. The boys and I especially like to go later of an afternoon, when the crowds have thinned and the sun isn't quite as hot or as likely to burn.
Connor being silly off the diving board (Xander going up on the other board behind him) ...
Sawyer splashing in the deep water ...
Xander going off the diving board (as he does life) full speed and full of drama ...
It's not too hot outside to walk. I promise. Or to play fetch in the back yard? Or to play tug in the house (but let's find some carpet so my feet don't slip on the hard wood, okay)? Come on, Mom, please ...
How about now? While I give you the side eye from the ottoman (you know, because my giant bed in the corner is not good enough) ...
Ball? Come on, let's play tug with this little bitty, soon to be very slimy ball ...
You mean everyone's dentist office doesn't have one of these? Well, they should, the twins say. Because they love getting tokens at the front desk and going around and around and around.