
Marc had his first "real" swimming lesson yesterday. The kind where I sit on the sideline and watch/cheer ... in street clothes. Yep... that means trusting those professionally trained in preventing your child from drowning rather than me floundering and splashing beside him. I was definitely more scared than Marc was, but he handled it like a man ... I've just got to deal with it.
Not only did he listen with great patience, courtesy, and attentiveness [starting to swell with fatherly pride], but he also kicked butt in the ring drill. The score was something like Marc 12, other kids (ages 4.5) approx 3-4. Who's da man!
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