We took Boogaloo to the swimming pool for the first time on Tuesday. The weather has been nice enough to pretend that it's spring. Now, you all know she loves water, but getting into water that was above her head was a bit much for her. Seth subscribes to a modified sink or swim method of teaching swimming. He took her out to the middle of the pool and then made her strike out on her own to get to me a few feet away. It took me a while to catch on to his method, especially since the Boo was very upset. She tried every argument in her little book of phrases. "Mommy, get out." "Mommy, go that way (toward the steps)." "Mommy, go back to Max." Go back to Max. Oh man, there's my own argumentation coming back at me.
Anyway, suffice it to say that though swimming is not her favorite pursuit right now, and her attitude toward the bathtub is considerably less favorable, she did get in the water of her own accord several times, and she did swim just a couple of strokes. Aren't you all proud of your big four-year-old?
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