one day, i met a jew on the train.
that's not meant to be funny. i really did meet a jew! her name is liat. she is wonderful, and so is her family. we exchanged numbers, had some meals together, and became friends.
maybe not in that order.
anyway, her family has a membership to the local y, and the babe and i were invited to come swimming! nothing like a good ol' dunk in the pool to keep my mind off of missing my husband (who comes home tomorrow! yay!)
this was jaythan's first real pool experience. unless you count the day he was born. (but he wasn't self-aware that day, so it doesn't count)
he was very calm and solemn in the water. i don't know what that means. he could have just been tired. or scared. or completely content.
once he can speak, i'll ask him.
