Float flipping wasn’t the only new sport introduced to our family’s swimming pool last Sunday. Say hello to pool football!
It starts with one boy out of the water tossing a football high in the air to two awaiting opponents. The object?
Grab the football first. This, of course, involves a lot of jumping and bumping. Boys gotta be boys.
But eventually someone is victorious. After each round (usually a best-of-five catches), the thrower rotates in, and another game starts.
There were plenty of thrills and spills during the lively contests. Sometimes you never knew who was going to end up with the ball.
Plus it wasn’t enough just to get your hands on the slippery object. The guys had to make sure to show they hit the water with the football still in hand.
Yesterday my sons found a new way to have fun in our backyard swimming pool, as well as make me laugh.
It involved my strong baby boy lifting his lighter, older brother on the Sting Ray float and turning him around in circles.
But that wasn’t what amused me.
This did! After little bro tired, he would flip the float, as I snapped away chuckling.
It seemed to happen in slow motion, which made it look even funnier.
The best part? The reaction by my “concerned” younger son.
The Summer Games have begun in our backyard pool. Usually that means that danger is the number one ingredient, because these made-up sports always involve males. I’ve told my two sons and their friends to be careful, avoid the pool edges, and please don’t get blood in the pool. So far, so good.
This summer my younger son and his pal Jared have been hanging out in the pool. Recently they made up a new game to quell the boredom: Pool dunking.
We have a poor man’s pool basketball goal that floats. So the kid and Jared decided it would be fun to take a running start with a small basketball and try to dunk it in the ever-moving, inflatable hoop before landing in the water.
This gives new meaning to the term “jump shot!”
Jared opted to go for style points on this dunk.
Looks like a certain two-pointer.
Score . . . and splashdown!
The kid decided to go for power.
Did he mistime his leap?
Not at all! It was a splashy two points.
I guess when you’re too short to dunk on a regulation 10-foot dry basketball hoop, the little version in the pool is a great way to boost your ego. Plus it wasn’t dangerous . . . for a change. My blood pressure appreciated that!
Summer is winding down now. The dog days definitely are barking.
Both boys have had a great time this summer hanging out with my older son’s friends. The college kids enjoy gaming (online and Nintendo) and late-night iHop runs. I’m sure they’ve been solving the world’s problems as they munch their pancakes . . . or at least which characters are best in Mario Party.
While they still have a week or two before leaving for their respective colleges (and my younger son starts his high school senior year), the guys decided they needed to take to the road. Specifically, a trip to Schlitterbahn, one of the best water parks in the U.S.
So today they’re having fun in New Braunfels and staying overnight in San Antonio. Tomorrow they’ll check out the sights in my #1 son’s college town and then return home.
Hopefully, these eight lovable knuckleheads (which include my “third son,” Chase, my older son’s now-former college roommate Ben, and Josh) will have a ton of fun without making many bad decisions. I’m thrilled that my two guys get to experience a buddy trip, which is a rite of passage.
But I’m even more pleased that the Mister and I won’t be subjected to the crowds, garish tattoos, and too-small swimsuits (well, I don’t think the Mister minds that last part at all) that are the hallmarks of Schlitterbahn. I plan to enjoy the peace, quiet, Olympics . . . and air conditioning . . . while the boys are away.
First, they came up with the potential heart attack-inducing (for mom) leap by my older son over his little bubba and my third “son,” Chase. Without so much as a running start. All I can say is that my collegian definitely has hops.
Then they decided to stack the
deck pool and form a totem pole. As my younger son might say, “They’re not heavy, they’re my brothers!” I’m not sure if he’s having as much fun as they are, though.
While the kid stayed as the anchor, the college duo tried switching places. Even though Chase weighs the least, this made for an unsteady totem pole.
But it seemed like falling in the water was almost as much fun as rising to the top.
Yes, there’s nothing like fun in the pool during the summer . . . for the boys. I’m nervously anticipating more death-defying acts in the months ahead.