I have always loved the summer.
Vacations, swimming pools, baseball, the beach, camping, and all the activities. Most of the great memories I have occurred during the summer.
Until now.
Saturday, after spending the better part of the morning and early afternoon in the backyard cleaning and power washing the barbecue grill I was hot and sweaty. The pool looked extremely inviting, and Olivia (age 3), my granddaughter, was encouraging me to join her and Nana in the pool.
I already had my swimsuit on so I thought I would enjoy a refreshing plunge. As Olivia, stood by the edge waiting for me, I removed my shirt.
Olivia stared wide-eyed at my chest and then declared,
"Papa! You have BREASTS!"
She yelled this loud enough, I am quite sure, for the entire neighborhood to hear.
I am hitting the gym today.
