No, probably just these kids.
However the kids did not celebrate when I told them we would be closing the pool soon. Maybe today. My surgeon had a strict no-swimming-after-a-c-section rule so I haven’t been in the pool for a couple months. This definitely shortened our swimming-pool season. And the end was coming too quickly.
Even while celebrating the cooler weather, they knew what closing the pool meant. No more leisurely afternoons with buckets and leaves, making “soup.” No more dinners of smoothies by the pool. No more piling on daddy and using him as their personal life raft.
They dawdled and played in the water until almost seven last night. Which was nice. Because now we enter the season when the pool is just one giant leaf-catcher. Through the fall and winter, when M. is outside cleaning that, and I’m inside picking up all those hoodies, I’ll remember our last day of summer.
I’m already looking forward to next swimming-pool season.