Each Tuesday is kind of a nightmare for me. Why? Because I drive out to Houston Swim Club in Sharpstown twice in one day. First James and I go to the mommy and me class where he is the oldest baby and makes the rest of them look like chumps.
Why can't you babies close your mouth when you go under the water? Why are you crying like fools? Oh that is right, because you are BABIES and James is a toddler. Keep in mind, he can't do anything and would still totally drown if he went into the water alone, but compared to the babies he is a pro. Watch him monkey walk babies - this is how it is done.
Then at 2:30 Vince comes in town to stay at the house with a napping James, and Zach and I get in the car to head back for his lesson. At least I don't have to get in the pool this time. So it is 30 minutes of blog reading, email checking time. Not terrible, I suppose.
Zach can swim across the pool (width wise) and totally would NOT drown if thrown in. Which I still plan to do. I am going to personally float test him at the Wall's pool sometime. That is when he will get thrown in with his clothes on and float and swim to the side. I am excited about it. Hmmmm....maybe that is not the best thing to admit on my public blog but it is true. I think he can do it and he will find it super funny to be in the pool in his clothes.