On Sunday night, after a great day of snorkeling, a pool outing, and several rounds of Make Your Own Superhero on the iPad (Super Scott, Fantastic Finn and Energy Ezra), Finn was obsessed with Scott. He couldn’t wait until morning when he could go over to their villa and coerce them into the pool. (Foolishly, perhaps, Scott had promised to take the boys to the pool in the morning if I wasn’t ready to go. Sounds like free babysitting to me!) We agreed that he wouldn’t come over before 8:30. My first wake-up call from Finn was shortly after 5:00. No, Finn, it’s not 8:30. Go back to sleep.
Finally, at 9:00, I let him go over there. Before I knew it all the boys, big and small, were at the pool. When I went to the balcony to take some pictures, Finn looked up and yelled, “Mommy! I’m pushing this big heavy guy around!” Scott was on two floaties, getting a ride from Finn. Maybe he’s not so foolish after all.
Ezra was snorkeling and Dietmar was sunning.
This was definitely the calm before the storm.