It is no secret to my friends and family that summer is my favorite time of year. I love the hot, sunny days! I love the long hours at 7-peaks with a book and a diet Dr. Pepper or ice cold water! I love watching the kids play in the pools. I realize that I have passed a little bit of me onto them! Dave likes the water but he can live without it. He goes for us. I, on the other hand, love the water and did from the time I was a baby. I have tried to pass this same love onto the kids. I had two of them in swimming lesson very young and the other two seemed to be born with that knowledge and never took lessons. I always took them out in the deep end end encouraged them to jump and made them go under water. I never wanted them to be scared. This was partly selfish. I needed kids that loved the water so I could continue to spend so much time poolside in the summertime! Thankfully, it worked!
There are many signs that summer is finally here.....the sun of course, sprinklers under the trampoline, the lawn mowers going at 7:30 AM, dogs barking all night..... a sound that I actually like......late night talks on the porch with neighbors ( I love that we live in an area that everyone has very large proches!) For me, one of the first signs of summer is my feet! Yesterday was the first really hot day here. Everyone was outside doing yardwork, garage sale hopping, and playing in the water. It was a long day in the sun. When I came in to soak in the bath, with my new Mother's day bathsalts....thanks Ashlee.....I looked down and saw the faint outline of my flipflops on my feet. My flipflop tan line has always made me smile. Now I know that summer is REALLY here!