Burrrrrrr!!!

Burrrrr! Is not something you're supposed to say in August. These are supposed to be the "dog days" of summer. Um, Mr. Global Warming? We could use a little warming up right now.

But despite the chilly evening, Emma would not be deterred from spending some time in the pool. (Probably the last time, given the recent weather forecasts. When it gets down to the 40's at night, the water looses all its heat, even with a solar cover on. And no one likes to swim in cold, cold water.) So in she went! She said she was going to be brave and jump in like her friend, Megan. When Megan jumped in with her floaties AND inner tube, she didn't go under water and her face didn't get wet. So Emma thought that might work for her too... until it was time to try it. Then all her braveness faded away. In fact, I'm sure the neighbor's three blocks away heard her screaming about how she couldn't bring herself to jump in. Finally, with the bribe of a sucker on the line, she agreed to try it, and I was ready with my camera. But I was the one nearly screaming after she did actually jump in. At the last minute, she got the brilliant idea to turn and reach for the wall as she jumped in. I think the inner tube is the only thing that saved her from smashing her face into the cement rim of the pool. It acted as an air bag to cushion the blow. Thank God for inner tubes! Needless to say, there was no more jumping in after that.