Today we started swim lessons. Molly was the oldest in her clsas and the most brave of all the children. She had already perfected everything in the bathtub - kicking, splashing, squirting, etc. The teacher asked me how many times she had taken the Parent/Child class and I said, "None - she is just a fish - she loves water." We had a blast. She kept wanting me to let go of her so she could swim. I told her that she had to learn how to swim first. Baby steps.
