Not the day I planned.

It's Saturday morning. I started a post yesterday but grand-daughter Lindsay , three great-grand-daughters, a friend of Lindsay's  and her four children came to play in the pool.

They live in Innisfill. The Lake Simcoe beach is posted unfit for swimming.

Grand--daughter Robyn came and swept and mopped floors before they got here. In case the babies
came inside.

I know more about dog habits since Lindsay's sister Stephanie and her dog and cat and budgies came to live with me.

I never felt human infants and dogs are hygiene compatible .Everything I've read confirms my fears.

I started a post before  I knew they were coming. I  didn't finish it. I Am compelled to watch  and keep count of all the bobbing heads when children are in the pool.

Abigail, when she was a bit younger,she is all of eight years now, used to stomp into my house,glare at me...and pugnaciously declare in a warning tone.....I AM  NOT SWIMMING IN  YOUR POOL.

She has since graduated to jumping from the steps in the shallow end,with a football sided and shaped floater  at her back and strapped around her waist .

Yesterday, there was a boy ,Langdon, a year younger that Miss Abigail ,doing the same wearing a life jacket.

Within the hour, Abby was jumping off the deck into the deep end. minutes after that,she jumped off the  diving board.

Scant minutes beyond that she was  standing in line ,running the length of the diving board and with one hand in dive position the other holding her nose,when she leaped from the diving board into the centre, as opposed to closer to the side deck.

Their grandmother Theresa and  Great-aunt Heather and  five Great -uncles, learned to  dive and swim  and meet every kid in town,  they hadn't  already met at  the community centre during the hockey season, at the town pool at George Street.

They finished off their childhood in the backyard pool.Before it's end, George Street pool was so crowded ,the kids  were organized in  half hour shifts.

The Aurora Lions Club raised the money to build that pool.

Lindsay who brought her children yesterday, bobbed  around with her sister like corks with air pillows on their arms ,when she was little older than Emma who chatted and chased  around the deck on her bum yesterday while her sisters turned blue but wouldn't come out of the pool to get warm.

The pool is not heated. I have an old-fashioned notion a pool is meant to cool a person off. Not to feel like swimming in hot soup.

Emma just turned a year. She had a companion  in Dallas, a smiling, chortling eight month old  girlchild  of Lindsay's friend ,Krista.

Being the eldest, Emma was in charge and decided who would. play with which of  the smaller child's toys.

Before  they left , they brought in the Agenda for Tuesday's meeting.