Avast Ye Hot Tub, Mateys

I guess Hollywood has known this for years, but the hottub is a great place for a meeting. At night we drag in there, way too late, putting off bedtime another ten minutes (which I'm regretting right now) and there we are at our modern dinner table, where conversation happens in bubbly water. Barry and I try to make the hottub a relaxing experience, and talk about the things we're proud about the kids, something they've done that day. But some days it ends up being us yelling because someone is irritating someone else or someone is jumping in and out or Lilly is scuba diving in the middle with goggles looking for pirate treasure. Lilly probably has the best ideas, all the time. All of us mature people up there on the surface, gravely talking about the Future, and the Seriousness of Life, and Aren't You Working Hard, Young Man, and Lilly skindiving underneath in the bubbles, her mind clear, her body still small enough she can actually swim down and be totally submerged. And with all the swirling, it's hard to see but she's pretty sure she's close to finding the treasure.