Our Brave Boy

Bug is growing up.

We spent last Sunday, not this past Sunday, but the one before, at a wonderful gathering.  The location was a cabin in the woods owned by our friends, Greg and Donna.

Gorgeous, isn't it?

To the left there, you see two sets of sliding doors.  Well, behind those doors lies:

Yup!  An indoor heated pool.

Now, for those of us who love and know Bug, we know that he is not a big water person, especially not in his face.  As the gathering progressed, Greg and the kids moved to the pool area.  The kids, of course, began to swim.  But Bug, in typical Bug fashion, checked out the scene.

Please note the life vest on the fully-dressed child. (Hi, Greg!)
To be fair, the life vest was my idea.  While I know how to swim, if you were to throw me in the water I would sink like the proverbial rock.  So I figured if Bug were to slip or stumble into the pool, no sense in both of us going down.  Save the baby!

But I digress . . .

Bug did man-up, and take off his shorts and . . .

Yes!  That's Bug, getting ready to put his feet into the pool.  I didn't get a picture of the actual submersion because it was humid in the pool room, and the chlorine was getting to me, and I couldn't breathe, and . . .
well, let'sjust say that Bug is a better man than me.  :-)

Go brave boy!

Hugs 'n love