Saturday, May 2, 2009

One Small Leap for Cameron...


One giant leap for everyone around the pool.

Cam took me swimming today, nearly in all my clothes. He marched right through the door, broke free of my hand, and ran and jumped into the pool. Managed to grab him mid-air by his shirt collar, leaving him with two bleeding claw marks down the back of his neck and a red necklace-looking mark around the front. Was he phased? No. Was I? No. Did everyone else -- including the lifeguard who usually spends eight hours a day staring at an empty pool wondering how his life had come to this -- crap themselves? Yes.