We took it easy by relaxing at the pool in John’s back yard. There was very little clean-up from the party the day before. I never saw so many couple’s with little kids under the age of six in one place. There must have been an explosion of births in the last five years.
This is a lot different than the group of people who we see every week at the polka club. They are mostly over the age of 55. There is but a stay grand child here or there dancing around the edges with their grandparent.
At John’s house kids galore; some swimming with parent in tow and some in the extra yard behind the pool playing with Anya’s playhouse, fully equipped play stove, lawn mower, peddle car and balls. Giggles and smiles were abound as the kids ate hot dogs and dawned 4th of July headbands. Anya could be seen in the pool with her big bubble on her back treading water while squirting other kids who were floating on swim toys with a squirt gun.
Grandparents camped out on the porch by the pool under a big old shade tree to watch in delight. It was a balmy 70 to 80 degrees under sunny skies. This is quite the welcome contrast to the last few weekends of rainy days in Boston.
Today Anya had already jumped into the pool before I even thought of getting on my swim suit. As I stood at the edge with Stan at the other edge waiting for time to pass to make the plunge into the the chilly water, Anya called out grinning ear to ear, “One – Two – Three”. In I jumped with Stan still waiting at that other end. John is right. Water is great once you get in. Anya looked over at Grandpa and counted off the same way. On three he took the plunge with a dive off the end.
It was such a delight to see this little 2 1/2 year old kicking her legs in the pool. No concern for deep end or not as it was all deep for her.
Her recent swim lessons really paid off as she took to water like a fish.