POOOOOOOOLs

When you live in the AZ

{and have children}

You must swim... often.

{since it's either swim or watch tv re-runs... for the gazillionth time}

There is a point during the summer when the small baby pool in the back yard turns hotter than bath water and becomes less fun and more torturous.

{even with a popsicle in hand}

What's a family to do then?

{besides pay to build and maintain a pool?}

{or bother nana everyday to use hers}

{or get anxiety about losing a kid at the public pool}

Luckily my man to the rescue!

Jake is a house flipper.

{aka a real estate investor}

We have access to several houses at a time.

And 4 of them have POOOOLS!

I don't know how many hours we have spent lounging in the backyards of houses that are fully under construction.

{or pool hopping between 3 with an ice chest of drinks and lunch}

but, I don't think we would've survived without them.

Just another reason to be grateful of my Honey's hard work.

{and these adorbs children to enjoy it with}