Irony is never wasted on us…..yesterday’s post was about swimming in the genetic pool, who would have thought we would see the boys swimming at a hotel the very next night? Of course, as I understand it, real pool boys WORK…..these two do not. But the do PLAY HARD.

It was pretty funny, Scott was originally not going to get that wet. After all, he figured, what could such a little guy like Ben do? The answer is of course, get them both SOAKED. They played and played and played. And when it was time to go there was a lot of screaming and crying…..but I did tell Scott if he stopped I would let him watch some television in the room. No no no….I’m kidding, Ben was the wailer, and it continued into the elevator and for about 20 additional minutes in the room. I just wish people were as committed to staying at church.

I didn’t get in the pool with them. It is not that I am embarrassed by my physique, I just look a bit stocky. It’s just that I am afraid. Last time I tried to get out of a pool a bunch of those lunatics from Greenpeace tagged me and tried to roll me back into the water. I am Anglican, not aquatic. But I guess a lot of people are confused as to what Anglican means.

So for now I will just be an observer, and tonight I observed a great blessing. My two boys are nuts…..but I love them very much. I am glad they had a time of it tonight too!

Goodnight my friends and God Bless!

Tommy+