He really likes swim class, though it didn't start off that way. Lots of shrieking the first day. Lots of clinging to Mommy. Lots of my forcing his legs straight so that he could see that yes, he really can just touch the bottom and stand up. Lots of screaming and leg curling when it was time to go down the frog slide. I just stuck with it and made him do everything, knowing it was for his own good and that he'd be fine once he got comfortable with it. Now he voluntarily blows bubbles with his mouth and asks to go down the slide! I really want a picture of him going down the slide, but I have to get him up the steps and into position so that Instructor can take over from the outside and help him down the big frog tongue slide. So I am behind him when he goes down. Maybe one of the other parents will have to get in the pool this week and if so, I'll see if they can help out so I can get a picture.
Life jacket training. Andrew was the only one she was able to let go of and the only one who didn't get scared being put in the back floating position. My little fish.
Why does Instructor look like she's freezing to death? Because it was 67 degrees and raining. There were only 4 of us who showed up to swim class that day.
Yesterday was a friend's 5th birthday party at the riding stables on post. Little had a BLAST. He was completely worn out and fell asleep on the ride home. Here he is with his Ayla, waiting on their turn.
Such a change from the way he usually acts around ponies!
This one was taken in March.
Little has turned not only into a fish, but a songbird:
He has also taken up yoga as of late.
I turned my own arm into Little's logo.
And this is Caleb, our Little's Leaguer of the day! He has been supporting Andrew internationally (Germany) until recently. Now he's wishing us well stateside.