Jack's first class was Wednesday and he did GREAT. He seriously didn't cry once and seemed to really enjoy himself. This morning, however, was another story. He kind of cried and fussed his way through the entire class. (It's not unusual. Seriously, you can barely hear Myrna, the instructor, over the kids crying throughout the class.)
I'm really impressed with how much the little kiddos are already doing after only a few lessons. This morning we were working on "swimming" to the edge of the pool from a few feet away and rolling onto their backs to float.
Jack resting between his turns.
Here's Jack "swimming" (I use that term loosely) to Myrna and then being helped to his back. That awful gagging sound you hear at the end is not Jack, it's some other poor kid.
In this video Jack is floating on his back and then rolls over and "swims" to Myrna.
Jack "swims" to Mama! (I don't know why the darn thing is sometimes showing up black, but if you click the play button below it will work like the others.)
Jack conked out in the car on the way home. Swim lessons can tire a boy out! I think he might be slightly traumatized from today because even though he is sound asleep in his crib every couple of minutes he cries loudly like he's having a nightmare. I will give him lots of kisses when he wakes up.