Our Saturdays are so random now that we don't have baseball games.
So, this morning I went to the Ladies' Brew Group...we met for breakfast since we'd just finished the study we were doing.
Then we went to the first of the post-season parties...yeah, I know. Baseball again.
We're almost done.
(Remember us...those people who moved back to civilization after 4 years of exile in the Great Frozen North?!? My children don't know how to swim....because it's too cold to go to the pool in the Great Frozen North.)
So, we got all suited up and sun-screened-up, and headed out to the party.
And it was exciting!!
And he doesn't know how to swim.
And I think my heart stopped.
Yeah, we were all a little scared.
And he coughed and gagged and cried.
And I hugged my 8-year-old baby, and talked him through his being scared, and he got back in and sat on the stairs for a while.
And then he got back in and played and REALLY had a good time!!
And we all had FUN.
And masks and snorkles.
And noodles...the swimmy ones.
And lots of other kids.
And there was pizza.
And then we came home and I worried about my son...because I'd read this article, so now I need to go up and check on my son....