Since Robby started summer vacation, my days have been exceptionally busy. I have shifted my hours, forcing myself to get up at 5 to conquer the never ending mountain of paperwork thus freeing up my afternoon for the pool. Between working early (and long) hours and spending every afternoon splashing in the sun, I have fallen into bed each night exhausted. Needless to say, I have a happy, and tanned, Koopa boy!
have been swimming everyday (that we have been home) since I bought the
pool memberships back in June. I am always skeptical when investing in a
season pass because, with the exception of the Animal Park, I rarely
recoup the investment. Last summer I bought a family membership to the
Baltimore Aquarium, certain that we would make the 90 minute drive on a
quasi-regular basis. We've only been once, and each time I see the
membership cards in my wallet I kick myself. Scooter has been keeping
track, and on Monday we visited the pool enough to pay for the pool
passes for the season. For some reason going to the pool now seems more
enticing since each visit is "free" and we are, according to Robby and
Scooter, "Sticking it to the man."
Robby's swimming skills have
improved more by his just having fun than they did when we were paying
obscene amounts of money for swim lessons. Although I'm always with him
(I have an affinity for the water as well), I am finally at a point
where I feel safe for him to be by himself. He is thoroughly enjoying
his new found pool freedom, happily paddling to the other side of the
pool and going on underwater exploration with his new goggles. On a
side note, we are actively discouraging him from "rescuing" the
band-aids that he spies on the pool floor!
Other than the
fatigue, the only downside to our new summer schedule lies in our
grocery bill. Robby comes home from the pool famished. Something about
the water causes his stomach to morph into a never ending pit, and it is
becoming expensive to keep him satiated!
Although I detest
mornings, it is becoming easier to wake up with the sun. Other than
drinking copious amounts of coffee to jump start my day, I am adjusting
to the summer schedule. I am sure that I will be running on fumes by the
end of the summer, but maybe that isn't a bad thing. Maybe I'll be so
exhausted on Robby's first day of school that instead of spending the
morning crying, I come home and fall asleep!