Goggle this.

So, the boy and the girl have taken up swimming for many hours in the pool that is a 5 minute car-ride down our long stretch of road. It is a kingdom where no one enters with out complete payment of one dollar and fourty cents. It even costs that much to talk to your children who are standing on the deck of the pool... if you are inside those gates. It's almost like a pool prison, because the only way you can converse with your chicklets is through the fence, if you do not wish to part with another one dollar and fourty cents to stand on the pool deck. I choose the cheaper route... because for the same amount.. that's the same price for a cup of coffee from my favourite Tim Horton's. So, if we have to exchange words we stand at the fence, the boy of course keeps his goggles attached to his face. Kind of similar to being in a nightclub, and someone cruising around with their sunglasses on. (it's not my job to tell them they are a moron) Anyways.. they remain there for many hours of waterly bliss. I don't necessarily know if they would remain in the pool for many hours on end, or it's the fact that I tell them they are not leaving until the bitter end, but that's not important... they don't need to know that part. I have figured out something though... the boy does swim for the total hours that he is in the pool. I can just tell, because his eyes do not like chlorine... which is why now... he looks like a goggle head.