Today Braxton and I played in the yard (he loves sitting on the big rock) and went to the park. I knew the park looked wet, so I thought I'd be smart and carry Braxton while walking along the retaining wall to the swingset. When we were a few feet from the swings I stepped off the retaining wall. Somehow, it had not crossed my mind that I should check and see how deep the water was. In my mind, the water was 2-3 inches deep. In reality, I was standing in 18 inches of freezing icewater (I thank God I didn't drop Braxton from the cold shock!). Since I was already wet and we were already at the swingset I stuck Braxton in a swing, pushed him for about a minute and a half, snapped 2 photos, and then quickly (in very cold & soggy sloshing tennis shoes) left the park. Yikes, what a cold lesson that was!


I love the red golashes!! Brrrrrr!!!! Glad you got a brief outing, at least.
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