Our boy loves water.
I mean, no fear–put me in– and I’ll splash and laugh all day kind of love for being in water. I had always thought any sort of swim lesson under about 3 years old were a waste of money, “they won’t be able to really swim anyway!” I declared!
But, my dad told me that around 6 months is the perfect time because they don’t have a fear of the water yet, and that same lack of fear I see in Finley’s eyes is another reason I thought it may just be a good idea to get him some skills.
So we signed him up, and we were so excited. I mean, since when is our baby taking a “class.” It seemed so grown up and exciting. The staff recommend twice a week, and we decided to do a Saturday class so that Andrew could get in there with him, and then maybe one during the week.
|Just before we walked into class on his first day.
As we walked in, we were surrounded by the sounds of teachers calling, babies splashing and kids shouting, it was a busy pool. The Tiny was in heaven, he loves commotion.
Andrew and The Tiny got in the water and started following along with the teacher.
|“Oh man….I LOVE THIS!”
The teacher taught Andrew how to dunk him so that he holds his breath.
|“Whoa! I think I did it!”
He even got to walk across a foam train to papa! (P.s. did you know that bum genius diapers without the inserts work as the world’s best swim diaper–for free? I know, right!)
One of The Tiny’s best girl friends, Nakoa, took the class with him, and he had a good time talking about all they learned together with her.
|“HI MAMA! Did you see all my skills! I can hold my breath under water now!”
After class was over and before we slicked off The Tiny’s wet suit, we had a few moments of dripping cuddles, with one happy, proud boy.
We sure are proud of our little swimmer!