We have been needing to spend some time with Pops and Gigi. So Monday we loaded up the pack and play (anticipating naps later) and headed to the pool. It was so good to rest for a day, Drew really had been working hard (probably pressured by his pregnant wife) on the rental house, so we can move in before little brother Luke gets here. He has been painting, laying floors........I am really proud.
So today was about remembering our freedom.....having the freedom to rest and spend time with family. Noah of course loved the pool. I think that he tried every floatation device Gigi brought out for him. He finally resolved to being held by Daddy but constantly wanting Drew to let him go so he could "SWIM." So Drew did what every good Daddy would do and let go, just long enough for Noah to realize that he doesn't quite have his water legs yet. In the end he learned how to jump off the edge to Daddy and wore Drew out doing that for the rest of the pool time. This preggo Momma even got in and floated my bouyant self around (there will be no pics of that).
Mr. Gator, chomp, chomp, chomp
Flying high, he loved this but his swim trucks decided to come off. Who needs those things anyway?
In the tube.
We took a break after the morning swim time for hotdogs (for Noah), a nap (for Noah), and great steak and veggies for everyone else. After waking he tried out the sprinkler, golf, and bubbles. Can you tell we were trying to wear this little (almost 2 year old) out???? It was such a fun day and memories well spent with the Taylors. Thanks for having us.
The wiggly sprinkler.
Perfecting his golf swing.
Learning to kick those legs.
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