She enjoyed the pool so long as I held her. She would splash and play and smile, but when I tried to set her down in the baby end, she got a little pissy. And I added insult to injury by running and getting my camera (she was with a friend, of course). We walked into the deeper end, and she really enjoyed that. She would lean forward and get her face very close to the surface, and move her hands in the water, studying the play of light. She's gonna be a splasher.
It was my first time in a swimsuit since I gave birth, and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It didn't hurt that there were several women in my same position.
The kids at pools are insane! I didn't truly appreciate Adult Swim until now. I had to speak VERY firmly to a boy so that he would stop splashing me. Brat Child.




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