So it is Day 2 of NaBloPoMo, I am rocking out on my other blog. Photos are just so much easier to come by than words! I have several posts already written over there saved up for the next few days. But over here...I'm starting to get nervous, what if I can't think of anything to say? Or what if I forget?
But it's not dire, yet. I have a little post-it next to the computer with a few ideas jotted down.
The kids started swim lessons last week. If you recall last time, Jack took swim lessons and Sarah and I sat and watched in suspense, breaths held while Jack went through the roller coaster of emotions, struggling to be brave and try new things. It was such a great experience for him. He learned how to blow bubbles, "spider-walk" along the wall, and really to have some confidence about being in the water. I was so moved and touched by the gentleness and effectiveness of his teacher that I wrote her a little note when the class was over, thanking her and blubbering on about what a good experience this was for him.
After a summer of swimming, and discovering that Sarah is part fish, we enrolled both kids in lessons.
I can't begin to tell you how worth it it is to schlep all the swimming crap, dry clothes, towels and to get myself in the pool. Jack jumps up and down as we get ready because he is so excited to go. And Sarah requests "ap-pools, ap-pools" which means singing the apple song that concludes with her jumping in from the side.
Jack is so confident in the pool this time! He tells me he sits on the step where the water touches his chin and he happily describes making a monkey face to jump in and scooping ice cream and mixing brownies and airplane arms and rocket ship arms. I have no idea what this all means, but it makes wonderful sense to him.
I may just have to write another sappy note to his teacher for speaking his language and really showing him how great an (almost) swimmer he can be.