Well of course she does

We joined the pool this week. It is an amazingly fun and perfect pool for us because of the variety of activities it offers. There is a shallow and sprinkle area for the younger 2, a deeper swimming spot and big slides and diving boards for Caroline and Tru (and, let's be honest, Josh and I too!).

It's a little bit of a drive to get to, but once we are there, everyone is happy for hours.

Ahhhh. Summer contentment.

(Well, not today, because Tru lost the pool privilege, which means I lost the pool privilege. Boo on him.)

So, Tuesday we loaded up, suited up, and drove out to sign up. We pulled into the parking lot and I realized that I had forgotten Bo and Sascha's floaties. BUGGER. The good news is, the shallow end is shallow enough and fun enough that they were quite happy.

The questionable news is . . . Sascha was pretty happy to be without her floaties. She loved going under the water and didn't seem to mind swallowing half of the pool or needing a parental rescue every 2 1/2 minutes. She will be jumping off the diving board before Tru.

So . . . in answer to the question does she love to swim? Absolutely.

Does she still scream bloody murder when I rinse her hair out in the bathtub?

Well of course she does.