We completed our last day of swim lessons for the kids! WooHoo and waaaa at the same time. It’s a challange to get to swim lessons on time everyday, lubed up with SPF 50 sunblock, bathing suits, swim shoes, dry towels, a snack, sippy cups, sun hats, and the most important thing, children who are happy. Even though our lessons started at 11:00am, it’s some weird law of nature that even if you start getting ready at 9:30am you’ll still find yourself running late. What’s up with that? There are some things that just cannont be done until the last minute, potty breaks, swim diaper for Alec, and getting lubed with sunblock. And somehow, even if I get all the other things done ahead of time, those things devour any time advantage we did have, and we are always rushing out the door to get to the pool on time. But another thing that puzzles me, is that even though we can be running late, we always arrive “just on time” and the kids can get right in the pool. *ahhh*

Anyway, it’s been a fun two weeks, but I’m the one who is glad that things will return to “normal,” with the now occasional planned trip to the pool, instead of everyday.

Both Alec and Adair have accomplished the feat of being able to go underwater and hold their breath whenever they want. It’s great! They aren’t timid about getting under the “mushroom” that has water coming over the sides raining down on the kids underneath. They’ve both mastered jumping into the water with no fear, and you can’t put a value on the what all of the swim lessons (or the days we’ve stayed after for 2 more hours of playing in the pool) have done to their physical, emotional and cognitive development. The sensory effect alone of the pool with the water temp, the breeze keeping their goose bumps bumpily, and the sounds of all the other kids playing has got to be the most stimulating thing. Not to mention, all the physical contact that I get, because they love to give me hugs as I sit next to them with only my head poking out of the water. That is one of my fondest memories growing up, being able to climb on my mom in the pool. It’s incentive to look at the fun things in life and want to do them more often just for the sake of the sensory overload factor. We all need that. : D