We Don't Swim with Our Clothes On??

  Three of my kids are in weekly swim lessons and so today we packed up and headed off. Thankfully the two youngest were kept by my cousin. She gave them a bath and everything (I am soooo glad I have such a big and giving family!)
    Wild Thing was up first and as our usual Thursday night car ride I spent most the time trying to bribe, threaten, and plead for Wild Thing to cooperate for just one lesson. (My time would have been better spent praying for patience.) As soon as we arrived Wild Thing ran ahead of us through the hall and bursted through the swimming pool door and jumped right into the hot tub-clothes and all!! I don't know what got into that child (maybe it was the peanut butter cookie that he drizzled jalapeno juice all over and ate for a snack before lessons)