Mason is getting even better at swimming, goes all over the pool by himself as long as he has his swimmies on. He of course never wants to leave, even though he's exhausted and freezing cold. He would have passed out in the car on the way home if clever Dada hadn't have stopped for "chicken and sauce" at BK. So Mason ate chicken tenders the entire way home and was able to take a good nap once we got home. But he woke up tired and puffy-eyed, the sacrifice for a day of fun.
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