We had an almost cloud-free today, and with temperatures in the 80s it was perfect pool weather (water temp. 84F).
Rachel and Helen like to go in without their life vests now, which can be a bit nerve-wracking. At one point Rachel kept insisting that I keep stepping further and further back so she could "swim" to me. Predictably, she ended up underwater and breathing H₂0. But as soon as she had stopped coughing up water, she wanted to do it again!
Indoors, Helen was told to stop playing with the swivelling office chair. Perhaps remembering being told she could play with David's upstairs, she went to fetch it.
KERRRAAASH!
She had actually tried to carry it downstairs. It tumbled down the steps, carving huge lumps out of the wall and then gouging out tracks on the slate hall floor, where it came to rest. Helen had apparently been close behind it, but miraculously escaped injury (except to pride).