Today I was nanny for Mr. N and and his brother, Big B. In this plus one hundred degree weather, we were left with one, summery thing to do: swimming!
When you take a four and seven year old boys to a swimming pool with a beach ball and toy sharks, you are in for a fun but exhausting day. Watching them, you are reminded of what it is like to be a kid and have no worries, when you can be anything at any moment. I love their imagination and carefree disposition.
It made me think of my younger days, all those times my dad would take my sister and I to the pool. I may have always been and will always be a terrible swimmer, but that did not interfere with my dream to be a mermaid (what little girl didn't pretend to be a mermaid in the water, even the bathtub?) You cannot watch A Little Mermaid and not want to be a beautiful sea-princess-- come on, now.