It was a gorgeous summer day, so Alden and I played in the kiddie pool graciously provided by Karen. We played for about an hour straight before running inside for a little snack. Afterwards, Evelyn and Gillian biked over to join us. Evvie preferred slowly emptying the pool by filling up half of a plastic easter egg with water and dumping it in our herb garden. She made about 300,000 trips, which apparently was more fun than splashing about in the pool itself. Alden also shied away from bathing in the pool once company arrived and instead preferred to check out the "tractors" next door. Hence, no cute double baby shots. But we still had a great time.
I didn't have any swim diapers at home, so I thought, what the hell, let's just see what happens in a disposable diaper. The baby just grows an enormous ass, that's what. It ballooned to tumor proportions and eventually impaired Alden's mobility. I now understand why swim diapers are so important. So I took it off and let the little guy free ball it instead. I did change the water before Evelyn arrived, however.
We worked on making the floating rings ("gaggule" or circle) into hats.
Alden has taken an interest in the ruins of the barbecue pit. He likes to break off crumbly stones and toss them down the "tube" at the top. Kerstin thinks this is cruel - feeding the barbecue to itself.
We've been working in the garden any chance we can get, which is not much. So far I've only managed to plant peas and fava beans earlier this month. Their little hopeful heads popped up a few weeks ago. We have hundreds of seedlings on the front porch waiting until the frost danger subsides before they can go in the ground. Alden has really shown an interest in gardening, so we decided to give him a row and let him plant whatever he wanted. We have about 30,000 varieties of seeds and I thought he'd have a field day trying to mash as many varieties as he could into his little plot, but no, he was only interested in peas, one of the few vegetables he'll eat. It's a little late in the season for peas, but we'll see what happens.
