Tuesday, June 30, 2009

"Daddy: It's Just the Water Dripping."

I get a laugh every time Madge gets out of the pool. She climbs up the ladder or the stairs. She stands on the side of the pool. A puddle begins to develop where she is standing. She notices that water is dripping from the lowest point of her bathing suit. The first few times this happened this season, she would ask, "Daddy, what is it?" I would reassure her that it was water dripping, as opposed to ... Anyhow, this evening at the pool as the puddle formed beneath her legs, she factually told me: "Daddy, it's just water dripping." Phew. So, it is.