Burnt Out on Blown Away

Nic continues to astound me. I accepted (reluctantly) an invitation to my friend's pool today, knowing that it could end in disaster, that Nic could very possibly wreck everyone's good time by refusing to get out of his socks and sneaks and get into the pool. This is the kid that blew off Splash Week at the Y in the waiting area playing with the ball maze instead of learning basic water safety (like little brother).

In a fit of 'you ain't seen NUTHIN' yet,' Nic not only willingly changed into his trunks and shucked his footgear, he was in the pool having the time of his life nearly the entire time we were there. If it doesn't sound like a big deal, then I am clearly not doing my job as a writer. This kids categorically refuses to go into any pool at any time.

Well, some fudge factors may account for this strange turnaround. It was a great layout; there was plenty of family-friendly (read: not too frightening relatively shallow) water and things to do. Plenty of kids to play with. And never underestimate the power of peer pressure--that my friend's boys 6 and 4 (and NT) were in the pool having a great time and that little brother was having his own blast made for compelling evidence that Nic needed to join in.

Attaching another triumphant picture from a triumphant couple of days.....