Spent the day in the water today. Really. THE ENTIRE DAY.
Baltimore came close to breaking ALL TIME RECORDS today for the heat - local experts put the official temp at 104 degrees Farenheit.
I made the executive decision that nothing productive could happen in weather like this. Oil change? Forget it. Laundry? For another day. Endless hours on the phone with phone company? Postponed indefinitely. We had to hit the water, and stay there.
Kicked the day off at 9.45 with swim team for the big kids, and survived that hot 50 minutes by splashing in the already-warm baby pool. But the minute the all-clear whistle blew for the big pool, Little Miss Two made a bee line for the deep end, and launched herself off the wall bellowing CANNONBALL!!!!!!!!
And so it went, hour after hour. In the pool, catching one small child, one medium child, one tall child, over and over and over. Mommy played Dolphin (swimming along the bottom with child hanging on for dear life around my neck.) Mommy played Tidal Wave (standing firm whilst child tries to drown her with 'giant' splash.) Mommy watched as the big kids hurled themselves from the diving board, attempting dives and flips and tricks inspired by the hallucinatory heat.
The only food that anyone wanted to eat was watermelon and fresh raspberries. Peanut butter sandwiches weigh heavy when you need to float on your back in the diving well. Temperatures above 100 require many doses of freezer pops - homemade AND purchased with our stash of Snack Bar Dimes.
The heat? Nigh on apocalyptic. The water? The balm which will stave off the End Times.
The meaning, the metaphorical significance of the elemental, primordial call of water? It'll have to wait 'til it cools off a bit.