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Well, we went to the gym today---Eleanor and Michael got to go climbing, Amanda and Luke and I got to go home to eat lunch and put the groceries away. The plan was to get together after climbing and lunch so that the family could swim together. Amanda and I got to the gym at about 2, E. and A. and I got into our suits by about 2:30, and at about 2:45 there was an announcement that the pool was closed due to another incident of fecal contamination at the pool. Apparently this has happened every day this week! As far as I know, most public pools don't close every day because of accidents: are the kids of Cary just more productive than the kids other places, or the parents less observant and thoughtful? Of course I say that my children would never do that, I suppose that's how everyone feels until their child has done it. I hope that parents would learn from the experience and not let it ever ever happen again to them... Perhaps by the end of the summer everyone will have learned.

At any rate, we planned to go straight to the neighborhood pool. On our way out, we met our neighbors coming in to the building laden with a cake: it was the son's birthday. After wishing him a happy birthday, I remembered that a classmate of Eleanor was having her party that day. Please don't ask how I can forget the one social engagement we have for the entire weekend, but we did make it to the party just in time, even with me changing out of my swim suit in the car (preferable to walking into the museum wrapped in a towel =) We will have to deliver the present later, but I figure that will prolong the birthday for the birthday girl, I know Eleanor always likes that. This is the second birthday we haven't managed to bring the already purchased present to: you'd think we weren't organized or something.
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