My daughter is a fish. She loves the water, and all summer long she is swimming and loving it. I feel bad for her when we pack up the swimmys (inflatables) at the end of the summer. That's why we decided that with all the time I've been working we should slip away for some family time, and we should end up someplace with a pool.
So I did the research, found a local hotel with an indoor pool, and booked it. All week I would talk to Syd on the phone and say, "What are we gonna do when I come home?" She knew right away that we were going swimming. We rehearsed it each night, and last night we got to go.
After we checked into the hotel, we got changed and headed to the pool. That's when we found out that the heater was broken in the pool. The water temperature was 62 degrees. (yikes). And there we are in our bathing suits with a three year old that has been looking forward to swimming all week. So guess what we did.
Yes it was freezing.
Very refreshing.
--Ben
2 comments:
When I read the 62 degrees part I cringed. Having a pool, I know how cold that is. Great Dad!
Train up a child in the way she should go and when she is old she'll be doing "polar bear swims".
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