September 01, 2006
HHgirl and I head over to the gym for a kickboxing class. I put HHgirl in the day care and head upstairs to the class. About 40 minutes into the class I decide that I've had enough. I walk downstairs to pick up HHgirl and start on our way home.
As we are strolling by the pool, my cell phone rings (phew no gas stations). It's HHhubby on the line. I suggest that he bring HHboy over to the pool and the kids can swim.
My boys show up and everyone is having a great time.
HHboy was floating around on kiddie tube. HHgirl was jumping in face first.
HHhubby decides to playfully throw an additional tube over HHboys head.
HHboy stands and is laughing hystrerically.
A few minutes later, I look and I can't differentiate between the laughing and crying.
Is hhboy crying or laughing?
The tubes are holding him up in the water and he is off his feet.
He is drowning.
I jump in the pool in all my workout clothes and throw the tubes off him and pick him up.
Poor guy. He has swallowed his body weight in water.
As we calm him down I look up, here is the remander of my classmates retreating from the now finished class. I am in the middle of the pool in my gym clothes.
Everything was okay. And NO joke, about 2 seconds later the HHboy was back at it in the pool.
What a reminder though. Even when you are sitting 5 feet from your kids, you have to be fully aware of the powerfulness of water.
On this note, enjoy your labor day weekend and be safe!
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