my younger brother and i used to walk to the neighborhood pool
almost every day of summer while we were growing up.
we'd spend hours there...at least it seemed like hours to us.
we'd giggle at each other as we jumped off the diving board,
pretended to be goofy super-heroes wearing goggles,
jumped straight out of the pool with sopping wet bodies to lie down on the hot cement,
and sipped welch's grape soda.
we'd often wander off into the neighboring park which had a mini forest
where we would play hide 'n' seek
{hiding once in a wasps nest, making all of us run screaming for our lives, and receiving a few battle wounds}.
ceej and i have very tame and relaxing days by the pool.
we bring books,
and dip ourselves into the pool when we get sleepy or too warm.
the pool isn't heated,
which makes it a bit too cold in the early summer,
but perfect when the incredible heat of midsummer encroaches.
cj braved the chill, and dove straight in.
i very slowly and cautiously lowered myself in.
can't wait for our next pool day.
