Usually I can get away with avoiding swimming until December.
I tell everyone it must be at least 40 degrees for me to dip my toe in the water.
But yesterday, mid-spring, we awoke to a hot day and it just kept getting hotter.
The Phoenix, The Stylist and I went to a morning flea market where we bought a few pretty awesome bits and pieces.
Then I took The Stylist and # 3 Son for our first swim of the season.
It was wonderful to splash about without a care in the world, salt water clearing our blocked nasal passages and bleary wintery eyes.Stinging our skin and shocking our bodies, using muscles we'd forgotten about.
I thought Mr Spaceman deserved a refreshing dip.It must get terribly rank in that claustrophobic suit, what with the farting and all.
Love that post-dip happy face with the cute freckles:)
The Stylist couldn't wait to try out her new swimming gear, she's been wearing them around the house for weeks in freezing temperatures - "Yes love, the board shorts are very cute but it's 13 degrees. Put some clothes on".
Gosh the spaceman is giving me nert pipples - ooooooh errrr!!!And because I bravely got in the water relying on moon-man to take the focus off my "hello, can you tell it's been winter?" bod, I reckon I should link up to Visible Monday.
Oh, I'm back in my woolies today (YAY!!) as it's a very brisk 18 degrees (haaaaaaaa!).
Happy Monday everyone!!
Love, Desiree xoxo
