We started the summer with the sweetest swim teacher in the world. Sweet friends, bubble blowing, and toys and treats after every class made Katie so very happy. Spent a week with her and Anna's cohorts and had a blast. Katie was much more comfortable and looked forward to swimming every day.
The next week, Katie joined a class with four boys, and a, shall we say, more "direct" teacher. I asked a boy in Katie's class if he knew my little girl and he said, "Oh yeah, she cries when she swims." Oh, the memories. I told her about throwing up in the pool at American University, but it didn't seem to help.
But TODAY. June 10th, 2010, she got it. When I arrived at the lesson (Mom's are required to leave during the yelly parts) she jumped in off the side, and swam across the pool to the teacher. UNBELIEVABLE. She had the time of her life. We came home and swam, and jumped and dove for toys the rest of the evening.
Her courage is contagious. I know I went all of last summer without once putting my face in the water. But how can I resist the wondrous request, "Mama, let's go underwater with goggles and look at each other!"