B gets dragged around a lot, but he sure loves being dragged to the pool. He makes himself at home there. We spend most Wednesday evenings having dinner at the pool and last week was no exception.
And just a funny story so we don't forget. Our family was eating burgers for dinner. B didn't seem interested so we thought he just wasn't hungry. As I've said, he's pretty comfortable running around the pool so as long as we know he's away from the actual water, we let him wander. Before long, we noticed that he had an entire piece of pizza he was eating. Apparently he'd climbed up to some other family's table and helped himself, they were laughing. He ate that entire piece and ran off to play. Again, we checked on him and he has a big chunk of red juicy something in his hand. I assumed it was watermelon, but slowly realized that no one (including us) was eating watermelon. He'd found a sandy piece of dropped otter pop, licked the sand off, and was eating it. Minutes later, we couldn't find him. I began walking around the grounds and saw on the bleachers a row of teenage boys eating pizza. B was smack in the middle eating anything they put down. He knows how to get his needs met at least.
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