We are so fortunate to live close to my sister and her neighborhood pool.
The boys anxiously count down the days each week until we can go swimming,
and they've grown in leaps and bounds in becoming comfortable in the water over the past 2 summers.
The water soothes my pregnant, aching self,
the boys stay happily occupied,
I get to catch up with my siblings,
Lincoln mistakenly calls "cannon ball" jumps "wrecking ball" jumps,
and it's just a good time all around.
And the boys' puddle jumper tan lines make me smile.