Beating the Heat…

with little friends in their new swimsuits (or swimming soup as the little one says).

and a few bigger friends
I’d like to stay and type some little profound ditty, but the girls aren’t having it.
It’s so hard for them to wait, and how can I resist these smiles? (And you’re not hearing the, “Please, Betsy, come swim with us, pleeeeeeeze.
 How many more minutes?”
No more minutes. I’m coming right now…promise.
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