One that always brings a smile to my face, is the sound of the grandkids in the house behind us, when they're in the pool.
It's a great sound. Some may not like it, but to hear the screams and laughter just makes the summer heat a little more bearable.
So, it's supposed to be in the nineties today. The kids are at the pool. I can see from my favorite window when they're on the deck by the pool, not much else. There is noise and it appears that two of the boys have reached the rough housing stage. That age when they move from crying for mom to fighting back. When play sometimes gets a little too intense.
Anyway, I guess the parental units added more children to the mix and the laughing and screaming has commenced. It got a little screamy, close to that "ah, geez, someone's gonna start crying soon" and I look out the window.
I see what's going on. Someone's daddy has joined in and he's done something that's bringing on the yelling. And now, it's payback time.
Nothing like beating up on dad with wet pool noodles.
Wet fun in the summertime.
Back to work. Bleh.