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It was hot in Montana today. We get hot here but not humid so mostly
folks can stand it. We stand it by playing in the pool. *The pool* is a
ten foot inflatable rim, 36" deep vinyl kids pool, but oh, is it lovely
in the heat.

However fun they are vinyl pools need to be cleaned sometimes and today
it just wasn't going to wait anymore. So I drained it and floundered
around in there scrubbing and being hot and thinking almost anything
would be better than what I was doing. It was an all day thing,
draining, cleaning and refilling and then mowing the lawn and what not.

But when I came in Dylan had made ice cream. Not ice cream really, non
dairy frozen desert. Last week or so we borrowed my moms old, (really
old) ice cream maker. It's the "Dolly Madison Home Ice Cream Freezer",
and says *HUSKY* on the label, and my mom got it when my brother was
little, about fifty four years ago. We made a batch the first day and it
was fun, but we hadn't tried it again.
While I was squishing around in the pool he was secretly picking
strawberries, and cracking ice and measuring soy milk and sugar and
vanilla and making me the happiest mom in Deer Lodge, Montana. Yessiree.

I'll remember forever how good it tasted and how pleased he looked and
how lucky I felt. How it felt to sit in our little kitchen and look out
into the back yard, with the grass freshly cut and the bright blue pool
filling up with water and see Dylan's happy face across the table. And
I won't be grumpy next time I have to clean the pool either, because
however yucky the pool is, the kid who likes the pool is awesome. <G>

Deb L, who'll be staying cool tomorrow...

moonmeghan

<<<<> But when I came in Dylan had made ice cream. Not ice
cream really, non dairy frozen desert. Last week or so we
borrowed my moms old, (really old) ice cream maker. It's the
"Dolly Madison Home Ice Cream Freezer", and says *HUSKY* on
the label, and my mom got it when my brother was little, about
fifty four years ago. We made a batch the first day and it was fun,
but we hadn't tried it again.
> While I was squishing around in the pool he was secretly
picking strawberries, and cracking ice and measuring soy milk
and sugar and vanilla and making me the happiest mom in Deer
Lodge, Montana. Yessiree.
>
> I'll remember forever how good it tasted and how pleased he
looked and how lucky I felt. How it felt to sit in our little kitchen
and look out into the back yard, with the grass freshly cut and the
bright blue pool filling up with water and see Dylan's happy face
across the table. And I won't be grumpy next time I have to clean
the pool either, because however yucky the pool is, the kid who
likes the pool is awesome. <G>
>
> Deb L, who'll be staying cool tomorrow...>>>>


This totally choked me up. Yessiree.

Meghan