We decided to take Ronan down the street to the pool in our neighbourhood. As we put his swim trunks on him and got into our swimsuits, Ronan got really excited. He knew what the swimsuits meant...we were going swimming! But what he did not know, was this time we were taking him to the big bath tub...aka the pool. We took Grandpa with us to join in on the fun. It was past 4pm so it was not too hot for little Ronan. Daddy got in first and put Ronan into the baby buoy. Ronan started kicking and blowing spitbubbles....
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