It was pool day.
I wasn’t planning on actually getting in the kiddy pool…
until some speedo-wearing seven year old decided it was a perfect time to turn the gigantic fountain on as I was walking by.
I screamed like a little girl.
In front of my son and all of Edina Minnesota.
I screamed when the water hit me like a ton of bricks..and held on to my bathing suit for dear life.
I made it out alive.
But my hair was completely ruined.
Thats when I said WHATEVER and jumped in with Brayden.
Oh and we had lunch at the pool.
Which by the way is SO much better than lunch at the beach.
I ate a corn dog.
I felt instantly sick afterward too…which is exactly what you want to feel like when you are at the pool with your three year old…who is screaming LIFT ME UP MOMMA, SPIN ME MOMMA, FLOAT ON YOUR BACK MOMMA. MOM! MOM! MOM!
He ran up to me after I walked my 33 year old butt back to the lounge chairs and said to me, CAN I STAY HERE FOREVER?
I told him he could but I would miss him at home.
Who would I talk to?
Who would I wake up with in the morning?
And after a few moments of thinking VERY VERY HARD (a little too hard if you ask me) he decided to come home.
What a day.
Now I have to get some work done!