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Spring had come again. Everything was feeling new. Mini leaves were budding on the trees. The ice and snow were melted. It had been a long and very cold winter. At long last it was a delight to hear the birds singing. Days were getting longer and warmer. I was glad to be outside and enjoy the sounds and smells of new life.

For a few years, we lived in a small town in a neighborhood with other young families. Our two daughters, who were about 4 and 6, became very good friends with two young sisters about the same ages. Since our families lived one house apart, the little girls could easily visit each other’s houses. They enjoyed many hours of fun together.

About mid-morning on this particular day, our four year old came back home from visiting her friend Amy. She had some surprising news. “Amy has a new pool.”

Amy’s family pool was above ground, about three feet high. I hadn’t heard anything about a change. Besides, it seemed a little early in the season to be getting a pool. So I probed a little deeper.

“How do you know they have a new pool?”

“Well, it’s kind of funny. It looks just like the one they had last year, but I know it’s a new one.” she insisted

“And how do you know that?”

“Well,” she responded patiently, “the one they had last year I couldn’t see inside over the edge. But this one I can.”