We have tired to go swimming three times this week at our local YMCA. Each time our outing has been cut short. First someone's
nasty sweet baby pooped in the swimming pool, then it thundered, today the Heavens opened up on us.
Don’t these people know how much work it is to get four kids (Parker, Willie B, Lil Man, and my niece) dressed, and slathered in sun screen. Can’t Mother nature see how much effort it takes to get my little darlings to the pool??
Me sweating my butt off isn't worth 20 minutes in the water. We need at least an hour. Then I have to deal with whiney kids. BUT I wanted to swim. WAHHH