It's almost impossible to keep Thomas out of the lake these days. Ever since we went to the Caribbean he's been in and out of the lake, playing, splashing and carrying on like it was summer time. I've given up on it and let him play...until he realizes how frozen he is and ultimately starts to cry. Then it's up to the house we tromp, crying, sputtering and carrying on while I strip his sandy body and haul him inside.
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