ghetto pool

Friday night while we were still in the valley we took a trip down to good ol' Florence for a party at the town pool with Heidi's ward. I had flashbacks to Arrowhead pool in Chandler, as a kid I remember having stake activities at Arrowhead pool. No slides, no zero entry, no diving board, just lots of 3 feet water. Needless to say, my boys didn't know any different since we have yet to go to a pool of any sort here in Flag. Fletcher showed up in his wranglers as did a couple of other men in their small town ward. I guess they didn't know that jeans can cause a lot of drag when you are swimming. Heidi didn't wear a swim suit either. She figured Dakota and Cy are old enough to take care of themselves in the water and wouldn't need to keep an eye on them. And who are we kidding, she doesn't really keep an eye on Josie also. Luckily, I brought Tana and Taryn with me just to supervise the younger kiddos. Reed loves the water! He does fairly well swimming under water and wishes he could swim like Taryn(she has lovely lines and can do all of the strokes). He was so cute wearing goggles:

Blue fell asleep on the drive down to Florence and when we got to the pool he was content sitting on the sidelines with Fletcher. He slowly worked his way closer to the water. First testing the waters by splashing with his hands.

When he decided that he wanted to get into the water, he started to strip down to his birthday suit in front of all the ward members who were eating dinner. I caught him just in time, and wrapped a towel around him while he finished putting on his swimsuit. Once in the water, he didn't want to go under he just clung tightly to whoever's neck he could get.

Beau spent most of his time tossing rings into the pool. Tossing isn't the right word, more like throwing some heat into the water. He nailed just a couple of people in the head.

Josie had no fear of the water and had a little modesty problem.


Heidi made it the entire night with only one attempt made to push her into the water. Which, unfortunately for her, was successful. It didn't take much for me to convince Fletcher to push her in. In fact, his one word response to my request was, "Gladly".