It had been a long time since my parents last brought me for a swim. First was the cold and rainy weather, then Mama's "confinement" at home. So finally, I was brought to the pool again last Sunday. But because I have not been into the water for so long, it was back to square one again--I hesitated and was not very adventurous. I cling onto Papa and didn't want him to carry me further into the pool. So he had to let me stand at the edge to slowly warm up to it again.
Papa was splashing water at me in hopes to lure me into the water.
"Help! Don't splash at me!"
Starting to play with water....good start.
I gave excuses to Papa, "Bely cold."
Then slowly but surely.....feet into the water.....
But I just wanted to sit on the first step......and played with my watering can.
Starting to warm up a little, my mischief self couldn't stand it, I guess!
Then I laid down on the step, trying to imitate Papa floating on water.
But I just didn't wanna go deeper.
Papa pretending to be a shark?
Papa: "Why you don't wanna go deeper, girl? What happened?"
I was happy where I was. Don't disturb me.
Still playing near the edge of the pool only. But when the sky started to drizzle, Mama told us to get out and bathe. Surprisingly, I refused and wanted to play more. Oh well, too bad....hopefully next time and better be soon again before I totally forget how fun it was!
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