While on holidays in Vancouver this week, we took our son to an old childhood haunt of mine, the Maple Grove outdoor pool in Kerrisdale. Some of my earliest memories are from this place (around 3 years old) and I only have good things to recall from regular summer visits with my family. It’s not the sort of pool with all those crazy doodads you see at outdoor waterparks these days and it’s not a very deep one either, it’s essentially a perfect sized pool for the wee folk. But when I dipped my son’s feet into the shallow water, he wouldn’t have any of it and we retired to the park instead. Much more his speed. You know, climbing things, sliding on stuff and of course, eating rocks.
I can’t believe how big he’s gotten when I look at pictures like this. Seems like yesterday I was posting his birth announcement (don’t mind the old blog, I accidentally deleted the template which is why it looks like the way it does!).
Love your little ones well. They are only this size for so long!