Tired Boys
2 Jul
They appear as mere specks, but here, my boys dive for the very first time off the high dive at a city swimming pool. We’d never been to this pool before today, even though we’ve looked at it countless times from the park/playground it neighbors.
This was just one stop on my tire-these-boys-out tour on this fine Thursday. Before splashing, diving and barreling down a twisty slide, my guys spent four hours at a sports-type camp. Then came the swim, then two hours at home (rib dinner included — found them at a grocery store this morning), then baseball practice for the big guy. They could do little more than shuffle themselves inside to hit the shower when it was all over, and now they sleep peacefully, like little angels, storing up more energy for another day.
Above: Danny, diving
