Splashes, I Hear Splashes

Yesterday some friends came over to take a dip in the pool and eat burgers. They brought their three boys ranging in age from 12 to 6. From the moment they got in the pool to the time they left to make the drive home, there was mayhem. Beautiful mayhem. I congratulated the boys for making splash marks on the fence and concrete that we’ve never seen before. At some point, it looked like a wave pool out there. That exuberance is one of the reasons we got the pool. There’s supposed to be insane amounts of fun coupled with quiet, lazy floating.