The boy loves to splash. Anyone who's been around at bathtime lately can attest to this, and it certainly held true for the first half of today's class. Our teacher found him cute (of course) and thought that with his enthusiasm he'd be likely to pick up bubble blowing quickly. I tried to show him for most of the rest of the class, but I don't think he was into it much. Well, he did give a bit of a blow at the end, so maybe next time...
It seems that James might surpass me in the ability to float on one's back. During the class, we sing "Twinkle, Twinkle" and let the babies rest their heads on our shoulders and float. He did it right away (I was holding him). The cute/funny part was at the end of the song he rolled over to kiss me. Sweet.
He also seems to grasp the notion of paddling his arms. At the beginning of the class, he was all about moving around in the water. However, about halfway through he seemed to get cold, then all he wanted to do was hold on to/cuddle with me. He did get a second wind right at the end.
Now, the most interesting part of swimming lessons is the chaos in the Mother & Child Locker Room. One wise mom had her child strapped into his stroller after dressing him which allowed her to change and such. I had come prepared with one of James's favorite books to look at and a container of Cheerios. He sat down quietly eating his snack and reading.... for about 3 minutes. Then he started to take off. Luckily he stayed IN the locker room; he'd just travel over to the corner of the room and hang out there (leaving a trail of Cheerios in his wake). Maybe I should choose a locker near that corner. Next week I'll bring a bagel instead of Cheerios. And maybe a stroller.
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