The other book was Jamberry, by Bruce Degan. I love that book, except for the fact that I have to fingerspell Razzamatazzberry. Oh well.
Since it was kind of gloomy and rainy outside this afternoon, we promptly threw on our swimsuits and went down to the pool. Since the Puyallup area has next to no thunderstorms, I'm still a little unsure as to why everyone always leaves the pool when it looks like rain, as it's not like you aren't going to be wet anyway. If it was sunny the day before, as it was yesterday, the water will still be warm. At any rate, gloomy weather assures that Connor and I will have the pool all to ourselves, which is a good thing. Connor loves the water so long as he's in total control of what it's doing. Other kids splashing around so the water jumps and gets his face or hair wet unexpectedly is a big no-no in his book. The pool is also kind of an echo chamber-- even outdoors-- so if there are too many other people there than he gets overwhelmed pretty quickly. He can't have his hearing aids on at the pool and I can't really sign and hold him at the same time, so it's probably pretty hard for him to understand what I'm saying. At any rate, we spent about half an hour in the pool before he started getting cold and we dried off and went home. I'm loving having a pool so close to the house; I don't think we'd go very often otherwise, and it really is very good for Connor.