Though it is not yet Spring we had a short summer-like heatwave last weekend. With temperatures up in the high 80’s we thought it might be fun to put on our swimsuits and jump in the fountain.

Henry was timid at first, hanging by the edge of the fountain afraid of getting wet. Emma dove right in, though, squealing and jumping with delight. In hindsight I shouldn’t have been surprised at Henry’s reaction; it was, after all, the first trip to the fountain he could remember!

Over time Henry’s fear evaporated and he, too, was giggling and screaming with joy chasing the water jets as they popped up high in the air.