Fool me once...

It was a hundred degrees outside today. A good day to let the girls play outside in the pool.

Amelia was the first one in the water. She floated around on her "boat" while Diana took a nap and I worked in the garage. When I first heard the echoes of footsteps through the garage ceiling I went in to check on Diana. She felt much better after her nap and even greeted me at the top of the stairs with a diaper in hand.

As soon as Diana came downstairs she wanted to know where Amelia was. When she saw Amelia outside, she wanted to go outside, too (in fact, she asked that we all walk to Starbucks in the pleasant 102 degree heat).

The moment that Diana stepped outside I asked her, "Do you want to get wet? If you do, I can get your swimsuit for you." Diana assured me that she did not want to get wet, even when I pressed the issue. I asked her nicely, before returning to the garage, to please not enter the pool while dressed.

Anyway, I don't know why I thought Diana would remain dry - she's jumped into the pool fully dressed at least a half dozen times before. Still, I guess there's a small part of me that believes she may, one day, want to keep her clothes clean and dry. Maybe when she's, I dunno, 14 or so...

Lisa