He threw a screaming-mimi-meltdown fit on Sunday when we stopped at a friend's house and didn't let him get in their pool (He had just gotten his new life jacket, but we were in a hurry to get back home- I mean I would be pretty ticked too).
This morning I came out of our bedroom at 6am and found him like this...
And it took every ounce of being I had to not load him up and head to the pool right then.
"Thursday, buddy. Thursday swimming."
"Simming." he said.
Come onnnnn, Thursday.
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