What a Difference a Day Makes

Seeing how it's only May and it's already almost 100 degrees here in Texas, yesterday I decided to go out and buy Elise an inflatible pool. My logic was flawless, she loves her bath, so she will also love playing in the pool. Not so much.

It could have been the fact that the pool was a ginormous inflatable frog, complete with crazy, scary eyes. And your child sits in the mouth of said frog. I can see how it could be a little overwhelming for her.

So we took baby steps. The first thing we did was just hang out in front of the frog. She didn't even want to look at that thing. Everytime I turned her toward it, she would whimper and cling to me like Fred does to his Treo. After that, we would go look at it every hour or so... hoping it would get less scary the more she saw it (which didn't work for me with the childbirth vidoes... weird).

This morning I went and sat in it (sans water). She sat it my lap and seemed okay with it. So a few hours later, I sat her down in it (again, sans water), and she discovered that the giant frog was not going to eat her. So I filled it up, stripped her down, and sat her in the mouth of the frog.

Do you think she likes it?
























I think so!