As usual, the boys had their first swim of the season in the pond at Uncle Paul's party. No matter what the water temperature is, they dive right in and get busy swooping around like little minnows. Eamon stuck to the shallows and scuttled around like a little crab. He's more of a sand-lover and told me it was "really too deep" for him to go in over his belly. Liam only almost drowned once and luckily he had Colin the lifeguard there to haul him out. He seemed to have forgotten that many months have passed since last he practiced swimming without floaties and needed a small dose of fear to remind him to kick himself up to the surface.


Unfortunately, Sadie picked the worst day of the spring to have a fever of 102.2 since it was almost 100 degrees outside! She looked very cute in her swimsuit and sun hat but I didn't catch any photos of her because apparently when you dip a tiny feverish body into 40 degree hose water, the shock is just too much to bear and she actually cried. It's so rare to hear her complain that I knew she wasn't feeling up to par. The boys took advantage of the heat and had a ball in the kiddie pool. At first their old slide sufficed to cause a splash on the way in but they were soon fashioning bigger and more dangerous platforms to jump off. No one actually broke any bones so I didn't find it necessary to interrrupt their fun and ingenuity with my boring old "try not to kill anyone" mom lecture and we were all a lot happier for it.
