Thursday, July 1

One more morning...

Just one more morning and this stint of swim lessons will be over and done with. It's been somewhat harrowing, as far as the cleanliness of the house and my overall stamina goes, but the changes and growth in the boys have been worth every sleep deprived moment.

To answer your questions~ No, the pool isn't heated. Yes, it's cold at eight o'clock in the morning. (No, it isn't any warmer at eleven when I have to get IN with John's class.) Yes, we're exhausted. Yes, we're doing it again in two weeks.

Today John's class donned the life jackets. The child whose mantra all week has been, "Let's go to the wall. I want the wall. THE WALL!" Suddenly spent the entire class period shoving off from the wall with his feet, backward, floating into the abyss; jumping, leaping and bouncing; shouting, "I CAN do it! I am so PROUD of me!" Well, that was worth far more than a mere $25 and two weeks without my morning coffee!

James' class has spent the majority of this week reviewing the objectives checklist. I think the instructor is bored. Or angry. Not sure which, but she hasn't gone into the water, just sits atop the wall, giving orders. It's dampened his excitement for going, but has not affected his enthusiasm to make it to Level II. Again, the changes! Wow. Two weeks ago, he was ready with a litany of grievances against anyone who would suggest he do anything as dangerous as put his FACE *gasp* IN the water. Now, he plunges and bobs, floats and flits, giggles and beams. Again, more than worth it, much more.

Jacob is going to join me under the bed for the caffeine-induced meltdown. He normally sleeps until 8:30, and being dragged from bed at some unholy hour only to sit in the bright sunshine and get splashed with cold water just isn't sitting well with him. He did, however, finally cut two bottom teeth. He's raging pissed about that. Oh, and he's cruising along the furniture now. I think he's trying to escape...

Plans are in motion for some fun science trips at the base, geared specifically for 5-7 year olds. I am quite excited about that.

We are also looking at starting a homeschool-oriented Cloverbuds club in the county. There are two great 4-H groups, but all their Clovers have moved up and there were none to replace them, so it died out on the younger end. That has the potential to be a great experience for kids and parents alike.

Tomorrow Zorak has the day off work. He'll join us for James' class, and James is on cloud nine for that! (Zorak has been taking his lunch break during John's class to come and sit with the baby since I have to be in the pool, and James has been somewhat sad that Daddy hasn't come to see him swim. So this will be good.) Then it's the same old stuff- groceries, cleaning, and enjoying another day through the eyes of the boys.

Have a wonderful Friday!

Dy

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