With the first child you pack for an afternoon pool trip like you’re going to South America for the weekend. There is no end to the arsenal and array of sunscreens, sprays, salves, and balms. You have floaties and backup floaties. You have snacks organized by food group. You lose a pound of sweat just carrying and loading the pool bag into your car. You have your cell phone, digital camera, hand held video camera, and extra batteries.
Pretty much you are an OCD freak about the pool. All the years spent lounging poolside perfecting your tan pre-kids will be wiped from your memory in a tsunami of over preparedness. Going to the pool becomes a quest, not quality time.
With the second child you toss a lone bottle of spray sunscreen into a bag, loose change for the vending machine, and don’t flinch when she jumps into the 4-feet deep section of the pool a la jeronimo sans floaties and sinks immediately to the bottom because your husband is standing right there and you know he’ll yank her out and she’ll be grinning from ear to little sh*t eating ear.
Father’s Day 2009, Miss A with the hubby.
HA! So true, and the * works here. Well played!
That is terrifying. We are never going to the pool again.
I totally snorted. My 2nd is a water baby through and through. We went to a hotel that had a waterslide for my eldests birthday, the youngest had absolutely NO FEAR. She was up and down the waterslide, by herself….more than her sister!
Wait until you get to the fourth. You just hand them the key to the pool and tell them to have fun.
Kidding, btw.
Well, mostly.
Heh. It’s true – it’s the same way with Oliver.
Well, it’s easier to serve your children than to be authority. Or is it?
Really nice blog, looking forward to new stuff.
I’m still in the OCD phase with one, you sure make having #2 sound like more fun. Skeptical;)
Hehe- Backup floaties are so silly – but are a must for first-time parents!!
I see no end in sight but I’ll trust you about the second child thing.