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Swim Lessons

Callie had her first swim lessons for the summer and she absolutely loved them! I have to confess, I was a bit nervous about doing them, as she seems to be going through a phase of hating baths. I could just picture her screaming the whole time, but I was pleasantly surprised (in fact, the only time she got upset was when I couldn't get her in the pool fast enough). She went for 8 sessions and seemed to be disappointed that they are over. The ultimate goal was for her to get comfortable and not be afraid of the water - goal achieved! By the end of the 8 sessions she started kicking and moving her arms (reach and pull) - it was very neat to see her start not really doing anything but playing and end with some new skills. Amazing how quickly she can learn.
Preston took a few days off and was able to join us for a few of the swimming days.
This was by far one of her favorite activities - the instructor took a bucket of balls and submerged them, after they all popped back up the kids were to kick to them and then kick them back to the bucket. The first time, she wasn't willing to give the balls up but by the second time she was putting them in the bucket like a pro.

Practicing her kicking with daddy

They have this mat that the kids practice kicking and blowing bubbles off of. At the end of the lesson they kids can walk across the mat and then jump in. Callie was by far the youngest kid in the class but she seemed super excited to try this. I was a bit apprehensive but she loved it!

Singing Humpty Dumpty

She was a very good kicker at the end of the 8 sessions

The last time on the mat, I placed her on and got ready to stand her up  when all of a sudden she took off crawling with no one on the other end of the mat to catch her. You can see some panicked looks on all our faces - it was pretty funny!

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