Swimming

Wednesday = Tripp's swimming lessons. Boy has he been dreading it. When we were on the plane back from Atlanta I asked him if he remembered where we were flying to & he said Kansas. I asked him what was in KS...he replied his home. I asked him what else...he said swimming lessons. He's asked me everyday since we returned if he has swimming. I told him he had them today and he started BEGGING to go to school. Today was a new session, new class, same teacher. The class consisted of 5 boys, two of which were Tripp's age and I think they're going to be great buddies. The three 3-4 yr olds swam together after class.

They basically all sit there quivering, scared, waiting for their turn with Anne. The class was great and Tripp did wonderful- no crying, volunteered to go first a lot of the time, and I think the hours of swimming in Atlanta paid off. Miss Anne had nothing but nice things to say today and Tripp actually enjoyed it!

Jack wasn't too happy about sitting in the stroller last night at T-Ball but let me tell YOU...he was dead still & silent during Tripp's swimming lesson. He did NOT want to go swimming with Anne...I've never seen him so scared of someone.