Skinny Dip

Last Saturday was Cousin Alexander's first birthday party! Alexander and his parents (my brother Tony and sister-in-law Catherine) are visiting from Vienna for a few weeks and we got to celebrate his pre-birthday with him. After hearing that Alexander flew over the ocean to see us, Max started saying that his cousin "flew up in the sky" to see us, and that we get to "see Alexander in the ocean".

The birthday celebration was planned as a pool party, but when it turned out to be 59 degrees and drizzling, do you think we reconsidered?



Nahhh!

Catherine's nieces and nephews jumped right in, and as soon as Max saw them heading for the pool it was all over. I covered the first round of swimming- the pool was like bathwater, the air was frigid. Max had a blast and stayed in for almost an hour. Then later, Tony and Alexander decided to get back in the water. Tony didn't want to put the little guy back into a wet swimsuit, so he said, "You're going skinny dipping!" Seconds later, Max exclaimed, "Macky wanna go skinny dipping! Macky wanna go skinny dipping!" I can just imagine the inopportune times that phrase will come back to haunt us...

This time around it was Daddy's turn to get wet, and I got to snap pictures from the safety of the cement in long pants and a sweatshirt. Max would have stayed in the water forever... I am thoroughly convinced that we have a real live fish on our hands.