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Swimming

Yesterday was the first in a series of swim lessons for Owen. On the advice of a friend, I signed him up now, so that by the time summer rolls around, we'll not be battling the crowds for lessons. Turns out she was right-on because a lesson that could take 10-12 kids in his group had only 2, making it a semi private lesson for the price of a group lesson! WOOT. Anyhow, my hope is that once Owen has a bit more independence in the pool, I can take both kids to the pool on my own. He was one of the first kids in the water, borrowed some awesome goggles, and may have a little crush on his teacher. He's diving down for toys on the bottom of the pool (4ft) and pushing off the side, then gliding about 5 feet. Multiple times I heard him ask "Can I try that again?" Super fun!

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blissful_e said…
Yea! That's good advice to start out off-season. And the key thing seems to be confidence in and enjoyment of the water, which Owen is all over! Fantastic!!
Megan said…
Go Owen! We also started lessons in the off-season, and that is totally the way to go. I love watching kids learn new skills like this and build confidence. This is awesome. :)

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