Hearing and Comprehension...

First of all, I have so many pictures from various activities that I need to post, but... I just haven't gotten around to it. :) Jeff took the kids to the Butterfly show in Cincinnati a few weeks ago. I will get around to the pics soon.

Last Wednesday they didn't do much of anything due to various appointments that day. Ceara with the dentist and Jeff with an eye doctor - he needs new glasses because his broke on the side and he, uh.. said something about not wanting to look like a geek anymore. As if new glasses could help that. (grin) :) Anyway, he actually had tape on them to hold them together after one of the screws fell out. Then, after the tape failed, he used a safety pin to hold the ear piece on. So, anyway, on that day, he was going to the store. I have been wanting to get one of those small, blue, plastic pools for Conor to play in when it is really hot outside - but I didn't want anything big because I didn't want the grass to die, and because I already tried that once. Between the kids and the dogs, that one didn't last long. Since one of those little pools will not fit in my car.. and Jeff had the truck.. I asked him to pick one up while he was there. Here is the conversation:

Me: "Hey, why don't you pick up one of those little pools. The ones that are plastic - you know the hard blue plastic ones?"

Jeff: "How will I get it to stay in the back of the truck?"

Me: "I don't know. Put something on it.. I can't fit one in my car. I saw them at Kroger's for $14 so if you can't find one at the store you are going to, I'll just go get one there. Or if you can't figure out how to tie it down somehow, I'll get it later. I just keep forgetting."

Jeff: "OK."

So.. later that day I get a call from Jeff. Here is that conversation:

Jeff: "I got a pool - it's an inflatable one that has a filter and everything. It was only $50."

Me: "What? Are you kidding me? Did you hear the part where I specifically said that I wanted one of the small, blue, plastic ones?"

Jeff: "Yeah, but.. this one is cool. And it was in a box so I didn't have to worry about it in the back of the truck."

Me: "Well the last one I got like that just ended up being trash and it is going to get torn up. It will also kill our grass. I wanted a small one so I could move it around."

Jeff: "This one is small."

Me: "What are the dimensions?"

Jeff: "I don't know, but it's not that big. On the picture it shows about 4 people in it."

Me: "But it is an inflatable one. With a filter. You're taking care of it if you keep it. YOU are changing the filter and keeping it clean."

Jeff: "Well, you want me to take it back?"

Me: "Yes. And get the little one."

I get home and look at the box. The picture has about 6 people in the "little" pool and it is 8 feet around by 3 feet deep. No, that is not "big" by pool standards. But if I wanted to swim I would go to my dad's house. I just wanted something for Conor to "cool off" in on hot days.

Jeff: "See, it's not that bad."

Me: "I don't want it. If you put it up, you are doing all the upkeep on it."

Jeff: "Well, the kids like it. Ceara even said she was glad we got it so she could get in too. I'll just have her do it." (Beware Ceara! :))

blah, blah... so, this pool is still at my house. In the box - sitting in the living room. Conor keeps asking for it to be put up.. and I keep saying, "Tell your daddy."

I think Jeff is waiting for me to give in and accept it. That is not going to happen. :)