Guess It’s Just A Feeling

This is the first peaceful moment since Miss Sasha, Panky and Buckwheat arrived on Saturday. Bonus: I'm not sure what day it is, but I've probably aged five years.

This is the first peaceful moment since Miss Sasha, Panky and Buckwheat arrived on Saturday. Bonus: I’m not sure what day it is, but I’ve probably aged five years.

Yesterday, Grandpa Pete and I took tiny, tiny Buckwheat to the university’s pool for family swim. Pete and I had not been to family swim so we had no idea what to expect. We also knew that Buckwheat, despite living in Florida, has not spent much time in water because Miss Sasha is not a big fan. No one understands this. Anyway, we suited up and went. The pool has a variable floor, which was set at 2’6″, which came up to an inch or so below Buckwheat’s chin. This was not threatening because the day before, she spent most of a day in a pool with my mother, who taught swim classes for most of my childhood. They blew bubbles, practiced kicking with a kickboard, jumped into the pool and were very brave about putting their feet on the bottom of the pool, so bouncing around with us was a cinch. The moral of the story is that my mother should teach all the children how to swim. I mean, obviously.

Where am I? I was hoping you knew, because I'm stumped.

Where am I? I was hoping you knew, because I’m stumped.

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