In an attempt to cram as much as possible into our final days, we went to the swimming pool last night because Tom’s class was having a social gathering there (Where else would you go in the middle of winter?).
The kids were all having a good time when one little girl was spotted walking very cautiously through the water towards her parents, a life-guard keeping an eye on her. She was asked what the matter was and appeared reluctant to say too much. After a bit of prompting she said, just loud enough for the group of parents to here, “I think there’s a poo in the water!”
Images of Caddyshack sprang immediately to mind as the parents quickly urged their children (who were of course happily swimming on obliviously) to exit the pool.
Fortunately there was an unconnected pool that they could continue their fun in as the turd count seemed to just keep rising as the attendant arrived ready to fish it out. And believe me, I don’t think there were any baby ruth bars in it!
… 1 more sleep!
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