Calder has started his summer swimming lessons and let's just say, it is probably a taste of what's to come in August when he starts preschool. Never before has someone gripped my leg as tightly or whined in such a way so as to make my heart and head hurt simultaneously. His moments in the pool have been fleeting, amidst complaints of having to go to the bathroom (I took him right before class started), being cold (it's 80 plus degrees here), and wanting to plain "just go home." Ahh. I can hope things will improve tomorrow when Milo joins him in swimming class now that preschool has ended. Or maybe I'll just be herding two children back to the pool as they try to escape to my table on the sidelines (all while balancing Zola in the searing sunshine). It may be a long summer.
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