Harry's Friday Funnies

"Mmm!  I love it!" he says, unprompted and with a completely surprised inflection when we give him a sip of soda at Mr. Subb.
"Perfect, guys, perfect!" he shouts while watching the pool installers do their work in the early hours of this morning. 

The pool is in! It is huge and it is empty, for the most part.  Our installer asked us to wait until the weather warms up a little before filling it so the liner will stretch appropriately.  The pool water people (a separate entity) say that Mike, our installer, is the best in the business and what he says goes.  So we wait.  It is very pretty, and very very big.  Or at least it seems very big without the water and without a deck leading up to it, and probably because our eyes aren't used to seeing it filling that formerly empty piece of yard.  The installers were here at 6am sharp, and we dove out of bed and got dressed before they knocked on the door.  Harry, too, awoke to the sounds of big trucks, and stood at the window literally quivering with excitement at the real live digger in his very own backyard.  It was a good day in the life of Harry.  We are pleased, too, and quite eager to see it filled with sparkling clear summer fun.  Harry's demands for pool time can be heard ringing through the neighborhood, and I am not quite sure how long he will be willing to wait before having his maiden voyage into the water, chilly weather or no.  I should just buy stock in sunblock companies now. 
Emma is asleep in the mei tai on my back, snoring gently in that adorable way only babies seem able to manage.  She is the easiest baby ever, and we are very lucky.