Waterbaby

You would think that I had been one of those hippy moms that insisted on having a baby in the tub (you know, the natural way!) My son LOVES the water. I can't keep him out of it. If there is a puddle on the ground he is going to try to swim in it. So I caved and bought Eli a swimming pool. See below, that is is big enough to hold mom. It was 80 degrees out and I didn't feel like putting on a swimming suit...don't hold it against me. (Maybe I am a hippy...)

See comment above about water births...looks like I'm trying to have another in the pool!
Here is Eli lounging on his floatie toy. He's perfectly content at the moment.
We ventured out to Hungry Horse Lake on Friday. Here is Dad trying to keep Eli out of the water. He also showed his son how to skip rocks...a skill that must be taught by his father, because his mother lacks the coordination!
I'm just trying to keep Eli out of the deep water. It's like trying to herd cats with him sometimes! I wore the wrong shoes on this outing and ended up getting very wet. My wedding shoes will never be the same.
Eli insisted on going in the deep water to fetch this stick. He was pretty proud.

Here's the fun part...dragging my son kicking and screaming out of the lake!

I ended up just throwing him over my shoulder like a sack of taters. A really squirmy, wet sack of taters! I'm just going to give up trying to wear nice clothes...they either end up wet or covered in unidentifiable substances!!