Swimming

We have dedicated a total of four weeks this summer to parent/toddler swim lessons. For the first few days Macy cried off and on, not wanting to be in the water at all. After that she either started getting used to it, or resigned to the fact that we were going to keep going. Macy LOVED the songs, especially “Motorboat, Motorboat,” and “The Wheels on the Bus.” She also liked playing with toys in the baby pool.

After the first two weeks (which we did while Sam was at soccer camps), we tried to take Macy swimming to a couple of different pools on our own. She wanted nothing to do with them. We then decided that it would be worth going to another two weeks of swim lessons with her, but this time Sam went to half of her classes with her.

Cheering the kids jumping off the diving boards before her lesson.

Look at all the dads! It only happened this last day. I told Sam it was because the other moms told their husbands that he was there.

Why is Macy the only one standing on the side? Because she'd rather watch all the kids jump in than jump in herself.

Airplane up and down. Who loves the farmer tan?

The famous waterslide. I was too chicken to take her when I did the lessons with her the first time around, but Sam was all for it. As you can see by Macy's crusty, the waterslide didn't grow on her.

Macy's teacher, Brittnay.

Water-lovin' fishes... well, only kind of for Macy.

Here are a couple of video clips of Sam and Macy going down the waterslide. We forgot to bring her life jacket and had to use the pool's jacket instead (which was a little big :). Macy wasn't the happiest about the slide but it was entertaining... twice.