“Nooo! I don’t want to have swimming lessons!”
“Please don’t make me, please, please please!”
Z-Man wasn’t thrilled with the idea of swimming lessons in May when I first signed him up.
“They’re not for a loooong time, honey. We’ll talk about it later.”
I know when to pick my battles.
Swimming lessons were only mentioned in passing a couple of times in June and the beginning of July.
Gradually he got used to the idea.
In fact, by the middle of July he was so excited about them he drove me crazy asking what day his lessons started. Over and over and over and over again.
Finally it was the first day of swimming lessons! Z-Man was in his swimming suit and downstairs before 7:00am.
He was not a happy camper when I told him it wasn’t time to go for another two hours.
Since they were at 9:30am I couldn’t go to his first two lessons, but I had Wednesday off so I could watch him then.
I don’t know if he’s learning many skills, but he sure is having a great time.
Little Guy went along to play in the wading pool.
He’s not fond of getting his face wet.
At first he ran for a towel every time he got splashed.
But it didn’t take long for him to get over it.
I think he’ll be ready for lessons next summer!
