Saturday, July 17, 2010
So, despite my best efforts, I am tan.
Jack, my pasty little monkey who uses the same sunscreen I do, is not tan. Harry is a little tan. Ben has had six forehead sunburns.
We went for a walk on campus by the lake today, taking turns hauling 70 pounds of kid in a wagon.
Harry brought his binoculars. For bird watching.
I wish Ben had been standing a little farther away when I took this, so it would have looked like he was holding up that little clump of trees.
Harry. Can swim. Really swim, with kicks and strokes-- he can float on his back and dive and jump and swim under the rope and have tea parties on the bottom of the pool and do canon balls and backwards summersaults. He practices these skills everyday for at least 2 hours. Which is how come I am tan.