Then there's my fearless son. (And for the record fearless husband who week after week gets in the pool with Christian and the other nine parents, who for the record, are mostly fathers.)
He swims from 6:30-7:00.
He doesn't want to be caught. He wants to jump in and swim. He's not quite that capable yet but it won't be long.
My favorite part!
Please get him Mark! is what I screamed here!
He tries to get Mark to not catch him everytime he jumps in.
Swimming toward a floating ball to practice getting his little arms out.
This is the most difficult for him. To relax and balance the rubber duck on his belly. He wants to sit up but Mark whispers in his ear to make him relax.
It's a wonderful time as a family.