Private Pool Party

We spent four out of five days last week in the pool.  The week began with our own private pool party.

It was very exclusive.

Only my favorite baby and dog allowed.

Orelia spent a lot of time chewing on the steel tub.  I can't say whether it was a teething thing or just good old fashioned fun.

She also got a kick out of patting her wet and chubby belly.  I tried to tell her she's supposed to rub her belly and pat her head, but the message wasn't very well received.

John forbids her from wearing bikinis, so I had to sneak this suit on when he was at work for the day.  She looked pretty adorable, I think, so it was worth disobeying Daddy.

We spent a good 45 minutes in the lawn just relaxing.  The weather was just slightly better than beastly hot, so a couple inches of water were a welcome treat.

Orelia has become captivated with birds - their flight and songs are fascinating to her, so she's always keeping an eye on them when we are outside.

She keeps more than an eye on Harper - occasionally a fistful of fur is necessary.

Harper responds with a kiss, of course.

When the tub had been nibbled enough,

The toys finally found their way to their rightful place - her mouth.

She loved her private pool party, but had even more fun the next couple days when her friends came over to share in the fun.  I promise they shared a slightly larger pool, though.