Skinny Dipping

Troy desperately wanted to go swimming today, but we hadn’t had a chance to wash his swimsuit yet after he wore it at Splash Day on Friday. So my wife was just going to send him into the pool in a onesie sans diaper, but I asked why she was going to bother with the onesie. It’s a private pool, nobody’s going to see him if he swims in the buff. So, Troy had his first skinny dip! He seemed to like the freedom. I’m concerned we may have issues getting him back in a diaper or pants!

He's been a little freaked out by the pool this year for some reason, clinging to me for dear life, like he's going to drown or something. I was having no luck getting him to let loose and float, after all, he has floaties around both arms and his chest...he's not going under even if he tried. Then, I put his feet on the bottom and showed him that he can actually stand without getting his head wet. After that, he was off to explore on his own. So, for an hour, we chased each other around the pool, just dada and a naked baby.

I think I was 11 or 12 before I skinny dipped for the first time, so Troy definitely has a leg up on me. I remember that my grandmother talked my cousin, my brother, and myself into doing a middle-of-the-day-pale-fest at her house. Then, while we were in there, she stole our towels and swimming suits, and she left us outside naked. We were forced to race through the house with a potted plant, a French Poodle, and a beach ball for cover. My grandmother was cackling the whole time. She trixie like that!