More grown-up-ness
Robin can also swim, by the way. Her swimming lessons will be ending with the school year, and they invited parents to attend this week.
She had a small floater on (a 6x6x2 inch square of floatiness on a strap around her middle) at first. They kickboarded from one end of the pool to the other:
Although they were sent out one at a time, Robin seemed to feel it was a race, and almost beat the kid who was 3/4 of the way there when she started.
Then they went without the boards, swimming. Then they went across the pool the short way (but at the deep end, which I suspect was about 4 or 5 feet deep):
When Robin got out I realized she no longer had the floater on. Finally, they got their medals:
So she swims too.
1 comments:
HOORAY for my swimming grandchild!
Could her non-swimming, water-avoiding grandfather's lessons and patience this summer have played any part? I LOVE to swim, but didn't seem to have the patience to help and encourage her as he did.
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