Drowning Aunt Kristin
With forty-seven children in tow, Sister Megan and I figured the best was to keep them all occupied was to take them to the pool and throw them in. The two oldest had recently passed varying degrees of swimming tests and were more than capable of fending for themselves in the water. The 3-year old was fiercely independent and able to fend for himself in water wings. That left the 11-month old, who for some ridiculous reason pretended that she didn't know how to swim, and insisted on being constantly held. For reasons I can't explain, the scene often looked like this:
Too bad you don't have the photo of Sister Megan gleefully swimming the other direction!
ReplyDeleteThat looks like so much kid-fun and Auntie looks pretty happy as well. keep this photo around for when you need a mood lifter!
ReplyDeleteOh I have the photo. I'm saving it for when her children are old enough to fully understand abandonment.
ReplyDeleteWow - I missed a flurry of posts! It was great seeing you at the party last weekend. I loved the way everyone bunched together just off camera. Where are you now?
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