Young at Heart...

...or is it "Wild at Heart"? Tom celebrated his 30th birthday yesterday. I'm not sure how it came up but somehow we argued about whether or not he would jump into our neighborhood pool - with his clothes on. Also, I shouldn't neglect to mention it was 50 degrees here yesterday with a chilly breeze on top of the cool temp. I didn't think he'd do it, but Tom insisted that he'd do it if only to prove me wrong. So on our way back from the grocery store we stopped off at the pool. We unloaded the kids so we all could witness Tom's antics.


Needless to say, he jumped in. The boys were upset because they wanted to go swimming too. Drew was down to his "Hot Wheels" undies and headed toward the pool in less time than it takes to say, "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious." Reese wanted to swim too so we ended up taking off his diaper, putting his jeans back on (so he'd be decent), and letting him get wet as well. Now before you judge us as terrible parents let me at least say the pool is heated so the water temperature was warm dispite the cool air. Claire and I were the only warm/dry ones on the short car ride home.

Due to the spontaneous nature of Tom's dip in the pool I didn't get a picture of him - I still don't think I'll ever forget it...