Saturday, 8 January 2011
All swum out
We took Wrigglesworth to the swimming pool for the first time this morning. I was so excited about all four of us going in together for the first time. He loved it. He did some seahorse chewing, some ball grabbing and a whole lot of splashing. So much splashing.
It wasn't all familial bliss however, the Monster was an old grumpy bum. I tend to build these "moments" up in my head and the reality is never quite as I imagine it. That's life with, how did Ju put it, these unpredictable little participants.
Matilda's right not to conform to my Waltonsesque fantasies aside, it gave me a big silly smile to see Owen having such fun.