Miscommunication?

As we sat outside enjoying our coffee and the fresh air this lovely Saturday morning, we were watching the kids play. Emma smiled and laughed at us while we switched off holding her in our laps. Jordan, on the other hand, likes to play on his own. He wanders through the back yard and finds sticks and rocks to play with, and every once in a while finds a toy that he left outside on a different day. Today, he was most interested in getting his big blue ball out of the swimming pool. Normally, he will lay down at the edge of the pool and splash in the water, trying to get the ball to come his direction. Today was no different. He layed at the edge and splashed around, and at one point even grabbed a stick to help him. But the ball didn't move. It was too far toward the middle of the pool. Jordan stood up and looked at us, then pointed to his ball, wanting us to help him out. Jokingly, I looked back at him, shrugged, and said "jump!". Today I learned that, while Jordan understands the word "jump", he does not understand "just kidding." I quickly fished him out of the pool. Dave took him inside, dried him off, and put some dry clothes on him. They came back outside and we watched the kids play for a little while longer. Until Jordan decided he wanted that ball. That little goof DOVE into the pool head first to get it. He doesn't know how to swim! I ran over to rescue him, when I realized that he was just as far out as the ball. This time, we both had to change our wet clothes.