Swim Class!

In addition to David’s first birthday party (more on that, later), yesterday was also the kids’ very first swim class at the YMCA. Grandma, Pop, and Jaci were all able to arrive in time to see it, so there’s plenty of pictures from the bleachers.

David, it must be said, has always been a natural in the water. From his very first time in the big-boy bathtub, he’s had the greatest time splashing his sister, his parents, his toys, the walls, etc., and that huge bathtub that his family calls a “pool,” of all things, sees exactly the same behavior. While some of the other kids (including big sister) clutched at their parents’ necks for dear life, David splashed and kicked with impunity, clearing the area within about five feet of his undiscriminating shower.

For the record, Leah did eventually get into it. She still loves “wimming” (as she calls it); she just wants to make absolutely sure she doesn’t get gagged. They say it’s the difference between one- and two-year-olds, but I’m sure the contrast between Leah’s active temperament and David’s intense placidity has a lot to do with it, too. They’re both having fun, and as long as they’re safe, that’s what’s ultimately important. ☺