I was determined today that I would find time to take a decent pic of something other than one of the grandkids. Fat chance.
The water has been a bit cool (for us anyway) and Eoin had not been in the pool previously but he went in late this afternoon and talk about a duck to water. From the moment his feet went in, he was off, laughing and thrashing around like a slippery eel.
I think of love of water is just a gene that's born into your grandchildren. The water's definitely brought on the smiles for this little guy. First we've seen on him.
Great capture Terry.