My method was to tell him about the pool party well in advance so that he would be mentally prepared when we got there and not go into anaphylactic shock in front of family members. I'd say, "Hey, Diego. Guess what? We're going to a pool party next week! What do you think about that?!"
"I want to go the pool party!" he surprisingly responded.
"But you won't be scared, right? Because you are a big boy and the pool is fun, right?"
"Yes" he said with a smile on his face.
So with this good forecast, I went to the store and bought water guns, arm floaties, and debated buying a big blue shark floater. I wanted to be prepared should he truly decide that the pool was fun.
Unfortunately the day of the party, he woke up in a foul mood and only wanted one thing: To go to Toys R Us and buy toys.
" I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE POOL PARTY!" he screamed. Just my luck, I thought to myself. Of course today of all days, he doesn't give a sh!t about the pool.
We had obligations, so we went to the pool party despite Dictator Diego's wishes. There were other kids in the pool when we got there, so Diego was willing to put only his feet in at first.
"Hey Diego," I said. " I have a surprise for you!" And I pulled out the big ASS blue shark.
His eyes widened. "I want to ride it!" he said. "But you hold me and keep me safe. OK Mama?"
Best $10 investment, EVER!
And I gave him
PERFECT!
And he spent the rest of the afternoon in the pool, he didn't even need me with him as he went to the deep end in his cousin's donut. He's come such a long way since these days.
A great family pool day indeed!
-Shirley (Mama-Ruff)
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