Going to Water
Jonah and I went down to the river. After flirting with the mud at the water's edge he turned to me and said "swim trunks". We walked back to camp and in a few minutes he was flitting about in his green trunks, ready to go, so back we went.
We walked out into the current and up river, Jonah periodically throwing himself into the flow and swimming in a short arc down stream. Just the two of us. We'd a perfectly indigenous day.
