This is what having fun for
"I love this place."
Positive feedback, that is unexpectedly provided, is the cream in my cocoa. It's that sugary surge of inner-satisfaction that only my children can reward me with. Henry's comment set that tone to my morning. Bless him.
Let it be noted, children also have the same power to damage, deflate and discourage the happiness level of parents. This comes in the form of poor attitudes, bad-owies and meltdowns born of exhaustion. I'm choosing not to dwell on those instances but would be lying if I said that those moments never cropped up.
It's a hard life. :)
Eliza chose to walk with cousins while her slow Mom and thoughtful Dad were the caboose of the family train. Lottie spent a little time in the back pack carrier, but when she had her way, she was hiking on her own two, size 5 shoe, feet.
So yes, the swimming pool was another happy place for the kids. They had a great time. Different conversations have brought out different answers to the question, "What was your favorite thing about your trip?" Quite often, the kids have said that the time at the pool was their favorite.
Bedtime, which includes trying to stifle the children's giggles, was my favorite. Look what it gave me.