Binkies, et al

Can I just say for the millionth time, holy crap!  This kid is going to kill us all.  How do you parents manage this? Today my little niece had a hard day, which means her mommy had a hard day, too, just in dealing her daughter. And I was going nuts.  But then there were these wonderful, incredible moments of loving and sweetness.  She and I played on my bed (air mattress extraordinaire, seriously this thing rules).  Our game was take a bath and go to bed.  She pretended to wash her hair and then she jumped into my covers to go to sleep.  We'd lay there pretending to snore.  There was tickling and playing with the blankets and pillows.  It was very sweet.

Then somehow, all the binkies disappeared.  All of them.  Her mommy and daddy had a helluva time getting her to bed.  I cleaned up and then went to the pool.  Ah, the pool.  That was incredible. I did some of my pool physical therapy that I remembered and swam laps.  I kept telling myself, "okay, only one more" and then going and again and again.  Or as my niece would say, "aden, aden".

I couldn't exactly take a picture of me swimming, so instead here is a picture of my fun swimming gadget, my Otterbox, and my goggles.