As our days here in the desert are getting hotter and hotter, Troy is fast becoming a little fishie. As often as possible lately, he’s spent a couple hours in the afternoon in his little pool. He splashes water at me and the dog (who is usually being lazy in the shade), cracks himself up, jumps in the little streams of water that orange sprinkler puts out… then gets tired of “swimming”, wants to wrap up in his towel and snuggle for a minute, but only for a minute–because he’s a BIG BOY and it’s time to RUN and PLAY and LAUGH… and scrape knees on the concrete, and try to eat rocks, and coax his doggie to get in the pool with him while Mama is telling that doggie not to…. fun stuff, that’s for sure! I read, talk to my mom, my mother-in-love, or my sissy, sip my tenth glass of ice water, get sun on my shoulders… and supervise this adventuresome boy’s attempts at dunking his whole face under water.

Fascinated by the water-spraying-turtle…

…and by the hose. The best time of the whole day is when the pool is filling up.

The tiny rocks from the landscaping are so… intriguing. :grin: He’s still not sure they shouldn’t be considered a good afternoon snack.

Still not quite understanding the concept of “Keep the hose in the pool, Troy.”

Chillin’

Dinners on the back patio. Grilled chicken, sweet corn on the cob, homemade yellow rice, iced lemonade, fruit salad for a cool, light dessert…. just sounds like summer, doesn’t it?

All clean from a bath, going to bed while it’s still light outside… completely tuckered out.

Can you smell the sunscreen and taste the popsicles yet? :)