There's nothing like snorkelling in November. This morning I talked Gavin into taking his adventure to the bathtub after I broke the news that we couldn't go outside and fill our new blow-up swimming pool which he found in my closet. First, our irrigation water has been turned off, and second, it's fifty degrees out there. He wasn't deterred. He said we could fill up cups at the sink and carry them outside until the pool was all the way to the top. To a four year old, you snorkel in July, in November, whenever!
I guess he's a San Diego boy at heart. Nana and Papa will be happy to hear that.
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