Back at the hotel we changed for swimming. I take the stroller since the twins are sleeping and I am relieved that the pool is empty. The older two get my usual"Rules" rundown and start towards the pool stairs. I get the stroller in position and start taking pictures of the kids in the pool, when my son decides to throw caution to the wind and DIVES into the pool from the stairs. He flies back up and runs to me very excited. I explain that he was being dangerous and since he cannot swim he shouldnt try ti do so underwater. He seems to comply with the rules for awhile and I pick up a fussy baby to feed a bottle to, when he decides to dive in again. I panic and jump in the pool fully clothed to get him out of the pool, all while holding a baby.
We gathered our belongings at that point and I sheepishly walked through the lobby-soaked, to the elevator and as the doors were thankfully closing, a chipper young woman asks, "are your babies twins?"
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