On our block, Mason (age 5) lives next door and Matthew (age 6) lives two doors down on the other side. Whenever the boys spot each other they are like magnets across the lawn that tumble to the ground, run inside each other’s house or engage in some other foolery.
Yesterday, Matthew, Mason and Tucker come running into Tucker’s room where I’m putting away clothes. Mason is in a swimsuit. The other boys think this is a great idea and between the three of them they decide to have a pool party. Mason informs them his Dad is filling up the pool.
At this point, I poke my head outside and ask Mason’s Dad if he was planning to fill up the pool, because last I saw they were straightening the garage. Turns out, he wasn’t informed of the pool party plans but about a minute later the three boys walk out of the house in bathing suits and it seems the decision has already been made.
Luckily, nobody else had plans. And it was a good day for a pool party, followed by a sword fight.
