Ivy wasn’t feeling good at all this morning. So much so, I made a pharmacy run. Then in the afternoon, she announced she was ready for the pool now. I was humoring her (since we needed to get out of the house anyway and her brother was willing to join us — teenager that he is) and wasn’t very hopeful that she’d pass the swim test in order to use the slide, but that girl has grit when she wants to. Of course, she passed.