We just got back from a wonderful eight days in Sanibel to stay at Grandma Joanie and Grandpa Stu's new place. We had perfect weather and no illness, which made for a lovely vacation.
The boys (and often, but not always, a parent or grandparent) spent two or three hours every day in the pool. They came to think of it as "their" pool, since there was hardly ever anyone else in it. One day while we were taking a break to eat lunch I was remarking at how quietly a woman was swimming in the pool, that we couldn't even hear her in the water, and that maybe we could try to swim that quietly. Theo got a troubled look on his face, and then asked why that woman was swimming in our pool. I had to tell him we shared the pool with all the families in all the houses we could see, which disappointed him.
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