You're Going To The Pool, Dad...

Once the water was above my waist, I looked at my wife, who was sitting comfortably on a beach chair, a book in her lap, and mouthed “It’s so cold”

We were in the Oregon mountains, renting a house, that was part of a HOA that had a pool, and my wife, who conveniently “forgot her swimming suit” (well played, I must say) told our children (4, 9, and 11) th…