H2Obsessed

When my husband's family moved to America, they bought a house right down the street from the beach. So my husband grew up loving the water. In fact, whenever it rained, he would grab his galoshes and goggles and run outside to welcome the precipitation with open arms.

It's no surprise to me that my son adores the water because the H20-loving gene is in his DNA. :)

No summer day is complete in this household without some water fun. (And some stripping down in the yard.)

All this time in the sun is bringing out some adorable freckles that I'm completely in love with and cannot kiss enough times during the day. I'm sorry, but freckles are just about the cutest thing in the world to me. And when you put them on my blue-eyed, strawberry-blonde hair, little boy, I.melt.

It doesn't matter if it's a sprinkler, a garden hose, a swimming pool, or a blow-up pool, if you've got water, the toddler is thrilled about it.

All you have to say is one of the magic words: water, floaties, or swimming pool. He's screaming and jumping before you can get the rest of the word out.

It's gunna' be a water-filled summer. And I'm a-okay with that. :)