The days are getting hot again but the nights have been cool enough that the temperature in my parents’ pool has dropped, making it “painful” to get wet. Earlier in the summer, Mom & I had a good laugh, remembering how my Grandmother would get wet. It had seemed so ridiculous when I was a kid, but now, I do it the same way…We coined it “Dunkin’ Doughnuts”!
We used to camp a lot and our favourite place was deep enough in the woods that we usually had the small sandy beach to ourselves. That’s where my brother and I spent most of our time. We built sandcastles, chased tadpoles and frogs, and dumped each other off inflatable rafts…we even dumped my Grandmother “jaws-style”…wait until she was very relaxed, dive under the water silently, and push her off from underneath. Brats!
But we weren’t allowed to go near my Grandmother until she was wet. She would wade into the lake until she was mid-thigh. Then she would scoop water with both hands and rub her tummy. This was often accompanied by huffing and puffing. The next step involved “dunkin’ doughnuts” – or knee bends in a dunking motion to get her bum wet. This motion was usually accompanied by deep intakes of breath and sharp yips! Next, she would shuffle into the water slowly with her arms in the air, until the water was armpit level, and stand still to contemplate the universe for awhile. Eventually she would take the plunge and slip into the water, with a loud gasp. We were, of course, already wet so had a great time watching this display and laughing.
Now I do it too – the tummy, the doughnuts, the tiptoeing along the edge of the pool where it is slightly shallower. Eventually I’m standing still, arms in the air, water lapping my armpits, contemplating the universe. I huff and puff, groan, yip and gasp too. I don’t know exactly when it happened. I used to jump in, no problem, but unless the water is 85-90 degrees, that’s just the way it is. It may be the slowest and most painful way to get wet, but if Little Guy wants to go swimming (and I am trying to get him to swim without a life jacket), I may just have to suck it up for another week. Yipe!