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| The face of trouble. |
This is a story about our dear, sweet little Boy Twin. Today's lesson: do not turn your back on him. We spent this past weekend at a condo in Branson enjoying the beautiful fall weather. Saturday morning, my sister and I took the kids to the indoor pool to play before heading to Steal Your Dollar City. My kids are like little fish; they love the water! We went back and forth between the pool and hot tub, and played a mean game of beach ball toss.
As we were gathering up our things to leave, I caught Mr. Mischievous throwing a handful of the landscaping rocks into the shallow end of the pool. I was already dressed, so I couldn't go in and get them. I tried to get Big Sis to do it, but she couldn't figure out how to stay under water long enough to retrieve them. I figured it was not a big deal, scolded the kid and sent the little ones out to the playground with Aunt TP. Meanwhile, I took Big Sis into the locker room to dry off and change.
As we came back into the pool area, I noticed that the other families who had been in the pool were about to leave. I guess the pool was not fun without us.....yep. As I walked over to our table, all 10 people in their group start yelling at me, "Don't get in the water! There's poop in the pool!" It took me all of a second to realize that those brown rocks Boy Twin threw into the water looked like perfectly formed poop logs on the bottom of the pool. I quickly explained to the parents what Boy Twin had done. The mom gave me the "I understand because I have four kids" look, and they all jumped right back in with a big joyful splash. I, however, grabbed our bags and got the heck out of there.
