The Pool


July 25, 2013 by themommahen

When I was growing up, I spent the majority of my summers from age 6 to 16 at The Pool. The Pool was a home away from home for those few months every year, and I loved it. By the time I got to be old enough to drive, though, the group I’d hung out with for so long had mostly found other summer interests and we abandoned The Pool for the next generation to come through.

I never thought I’d spend much of my adult time there, but I never thought I’d move back home either. So since H#2 decided he was ready to try swimming lessons again, that’s where we’ve been every day this week. Life is a funny thing sometimes.


Day 50: Swimming lessons, return to the pool for afternoon fun, H#1 reads her brothers one of the books we read to her over and over years ago, H#3 in his favorite chair, H#2 helping me cut an onion

One thought on “The Pool

  1. […] that swimming lessons for the elder two can’t be synced at the same time so I have to be at The Pool for an hour instead of 30 minutes. (To be fair, The Pool isn’t open during morning swimming […]

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