Aug 13, 2012

Not-so-lazy days at the pool

There will come a day



When I'll be able to take a magazine to the pool.



A day when I won't have to worry constantly about an infant who will drown if not kept afloat.



And I won't have to lug a 20-pound cooler, three beach bags, six towels and a diaper bag with me up the steps.



There will come a day



When I won't be pulled in 90 different directions at every moment



By a child who wants me to watch him flip,



His brother who needs me to watch him dive,




His other brother, who wants me to throw him through the air,



And his sister, who needs me to hold her close while she naps in the cool water.



There will come a day when I start to understand what all those moms are talking about



When they say that they got to read eight chapters in their new book,



Catch up with an old friend on the phone,



Enjoy a cold Diet Coke,



Catch up on Twitter,



Jot down their to-do list for the week,



And get a nice, even tan,



While their tweens played in the pool.



For me, that day is not today.



But the really neat thing is  ...



Today is really pretty incredible, itself.


2 comments:

Katie said...

I love watching my kids at the pool. I dont think I could ever relax and read a book though, no matter how old they are. I want my eyes on them at all times. I mean, Wyatt would probably jump off the high dive tomorrow if I let him get away from me.

Katie said...

I love watching my kids at the pool. I dont think I could ever relax and read a book though, no matter how old they are. I want my eyes on them at all times. I mean, Wyatt would probably jump off the high dive tomorrow if I let him get away from me.

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