It’s finally summer time in Nashville. The playgrounds are littered with bubble wands, the ice cream trucks have started their nightmarish, atonal songs, and the entire city smells like the locker room of a major league ball team. Another tell-tale sign? The kiddie pool. Beloved in July and detested with the first rainy September day. I’ve spent many an afternoon gazing lovingly at my son as he basks in his glorious teal grotto (with inflatable palm tree sunshade […]
