Grif started swim lessons this week at the local pool. He loves the water and is not afraid at all. We were at the pool with Monster Grandpa last week and Grif jumped right in the deep end despite warnings from grandpa. He just grabbed the edge and climbed out. No tears, no fear, walked over to the kids pool and hopped in.
I was stoked about swim lessons. I figured he would love it and that I would really enjoy watching him. Plus, I figured it would give me loads of blog material. Then we met the swim lessons nazi complete with bull horn accessory (Hitler boyfriend sold separately). "This is the designated parents' area. Parents are not permitted outside this area." Then, a few minutes later, "Parents are not permitted on the grass. You must stay in this concrete area." Okay, fine, don't want the meddling parents hovering over their children, freaking out about their kid drowning, or being cold, or having that weird blue water cloud following their kid around in the water. But what about the cool relaxed parents that just want some good closeups pictures of their kid and some material for the blog? Maybe I should get a press pass....
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