Saturday, July 5, 2008

There's a 1st time for everything...

This afternoon we took our kids swimming to battle the heat (even though it was ONLY 104 degrees.) At the pool we met a nice family from Armenia. They own a home here in Vegas and come for a couple of weeks each year to vacation. We enjoyed chatting although their English wasn't exactly understandable. The sweet grandmother pronounced a blessing upon me that my next child will be female. Actually, I am not exactly sure what she did (or said) but I like thinking that she was a prophetess and called upon the heavens to send me a girl.

The entire family got a KICK out of Zack.. but not because he was splashing in the water or trying to "swim like a dolphin." They liked him solely because of his white skin. I allowed them to point and gawk.. because it might be a while before they see another albino two year old. And luckily, they gave us a little entertainment in return. The mother (probably age 45.. give or take a few years) was completely frightened of the water. She stuck her feet in for a while and, before taking the plunge, she decided to borrow her children's orange arm floaties. I could not take my eyes off of her as the floaties squeaked up her flabby arms. When they were in place (nice and tight, I am sure) she slowly stepped into the pool. Her husband had her by the arms and the whole time she was screeching in Armenian. "No, no! Ah! Oh! No!" Had you heard her shrieks without seeing what was actually going on, you may have thought he was stabbing her in the heart. We truly felt lucky to get a front row seat for the show.

She was shaking and her husband was trying to ease her terror as she tightened her grip around his neck. Slowly they made their way to the other side of the pool.. which happened to be a whopping 4 feet deep. After about 10 minutes in the pool, she stood up on her own! I felt like giving her a round of applause. Everyone was so happy for her and she had the BIGGEST smile on her face. You have no idea how much I wanted to snap a picture of her... but alas, my camera was in the car and I didn't want her to know I was making a spectacle of her big accomplishment. It was bad enough that my kids were starring at her. Luke finally turned to me and said, "Mom, what is WRONG with that lady?" I quietly whispered in his ear, "They must not have swimming pools in Armenia."

We have proof. Weekend entertainment doesn't have to cost a penny.

8 comments:

becks said...

Girl, you always get me to laugh out loud. That story is so funny! I wish I could have been there to see it. too bad there's no picture.. to prove it really happened.

janet said...

I may be able to write it, but I can't make this stuff up.

And all those who are demanding pictures, you might as well go to another blog. I don't take demands from you or anyone else :)

the Simpson's said...

Thanks for the story.. hillarious... I wish we could have made it. See you later.

the Simpson's said...

Thanks for the story.. hillarious... I wish we could have made it. See you later.

tatum said...

funny!

karlin said...

You are hilarious. I kind of kept thinking you were going to have a life changing conversation or something but no, just pure comedy. Love it!

Francine said...

LOL!

Stephanie said...

Awesome.