An afternoon by the pool
After the failed attempt at ‘swimming’ in the sea last week, we attempted a dip in the pool.
I dipped in her feet and although Charlotte didn’t cry this time, she still doesn’t love swimming as much as Winston does.
I’m sure that will change in time. Growing up in Australia, I spent nearly all my free time in our swimming pool. We didn’t have a fancy swimming pool like some of my friends did - it was a circular shaped above ground pool. But it did the trick. I spent my entire childhood in that pool - perfecting my dives, grading my friend’s underwater handstands, making a whirlpool, getting my German Shepherd onto a floaty and dragging her around. Happy days.
After our ‘swim’ we wrapped ourselves up in colorful towels and snuggled in a lounge chair.
Roussillon, France
