I’m not Kidding Pool

 

It’s always hot over at the Karmic Kitchen, but with this heat wave, Shamy was suggesting a solution to the oppressive high temperatures might be a kiddie pool full of ice, which reminded me of this:

When Tanner was about 3, we had one of those little hard plastic kiddie pools.

Ryan had set it up for him in the backyard, but there was too much sun, so he moved it to the front.

Tanner begs and begs Ryan to get in the pool with him.  Ryan tries telling him that the pool just isn’t big enough, but Tanner will have none of that. After more pleading and whining, Ryan decides to get in and he squeezes into the tiny pool with Tanner.

Suddenly, Tanner scrambles out of the pool and takes off like a shot for the backyard.  Literally seconds later and before Ryan can chase after him, our neighbor, the Blue Springs South High School cheerleading coach, drives by in a convertible Mustang full of high school cheerleaders, slowing down to point and stare at Ryan, sitting shirtless, beer in hand, in the kiddy pool in our front yard, all alone. 

One of his proudest moments!