Finally, it's pool weather!
And I get these great passes to like 6 different water parks to take the kiddos to. Three and I went the other day, and I could have stayed all afternoon.
While Three went down the same slide (into a foot of water) 600 times, I sat on the edge right where he was and enjoyed the sunshine while dipping my feet in the water.
In between watching him go down over and over again (after a dramatic "three, two, one, BLASTOFF!!!), I'd chat with some moms, and give the occasional cheer towards the victorious slide go-er.
And then, out of no where, a little girl in a pink bikini sits down right next to me on the ledge. She's Stella, age 4, and she is SO excited to be at the pool, she says. But she has to wait for her mom to get in the water. So we were chatting, talking some girl talk, when along comes a frustrated Three, wondering why I was no longer enthusiastically cheering on his sliding endeavors.
"Who is that? Why, why are you talking??" he demanded
"Three, this is Stella, she's four".
(They exchange hi's)
Three contemplates the situation for a few seconds, and then points at her with a stern finger and says:
"My brother could lift you".
And that was that. Back to sliding.
Just some insight to three year olds making friends.
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