Daddy's Day

Our daddy, our hero. Chris proved what a great dad he was this year. He woke up to me saying "you need to get out of bed because there is something wrong with Shane". Nothing like those words to get your blood pumping. We still aren't sure what was wrong with Shane, but he was crying and nothing was comforting him. It all started when I wouldn't give him the TV remote. Usually he stops after a few minutes, but 10 minutes later he was still going strong and that is when I decided Chris needed to get up. Chris is Shane's favorite person in the whole world. Shane cries when Chris leaves the room. Shane follows Chris around the house. Shane wants to be carried by Chris and Shane wants to eat anything that Chris is eating. So, I figured if anyone could make Shane feel better, it would be Chris. But, Chris couldn't get Shane to stop crying either. After about 5 minutes of this, while we were getting dressed and making plans for taking him to the clinic he finally stopped and was happy for the rest of the day.

We spent the rest of the day hanging out around the house and then decided to go swimming. At one point, I was in the bathroom with Shane and Chris was in the pool with the boys. Cooper told Chris to "look" and pointed at a little girl (about 2 or 3 years old) who appeared to be doing the backstroke. Luckily, Chris was paying attention and realized that this little girl wasn't doing the backstroke, but that she was underneath the surface of the water and was trying to come up for air. He pulled her up and found her parents who were sitting by the baby pool with their other two children. There were adults all around and no one noticed that this little girl had fallen into the pool. No one that is except for Cooper and Chris.