The first signs of the obsession showed up early. When Mila was just a few months old, she had her first trip to the beach. It ended with a ton of time in the ocean. While she wasn't old enough to smile just yet, she was old enough to happily dangle her feet in the water until the rolling waves lulled her to sleep.
Fast forward (like, seriously, FAST forward because that year went FAST) and that kid is most definitely a water kid. Bath time is a reward for her. It's a time when she will happily sit and splash and kick for an hour, if you happen to have the time to sit and watch her.
Which, you super need to watch her. She's crazy and stuff. There was a time when she got carried away with her kicking and splashing and lost her balance, landing herself with her face under water. Despite the fact that I was RIGHT THERE and had her out of the water in a flash, I FREAKED OUT. We are talking total and complete scared mess territory.
Mila laughed.
Because it's funny to see your mom freak out about you (not) drowning, I guess.
All of that is to say it would be super swell to take Mila into a pool. She would LOVE to be in a pool. Which, we have a pool, but it's still in pieces in the drive way because of timing and the weather and all of the work that is required to level the spot where it belongs. I have hopes that said pool will magically find itself fully operational in the next week.
We shall see.
In the meantime, Mila is managing to find ways to enjoy water in all of the best places.
Like the sprinkler.
Find me another baby who is ECSTATIC to shove her face all the way up against the sprinkler over and over and over again. Seriously, find me one. Mila needs a soulmate.
