Swimming, Boxer Troubles, and Kitties are NOT Supposed to Fly

A few things happened this afternoon that I feel the need to tell you all about. Hopefully some of you will laugh about it and be extremely happy for him like I have. Ok. Here we go:

First- Swimming lessons. He did an amazing job today. He was used to the water right away this time, and started to wander around the pool rather than just stay in his corner. We couldn't get him to calm down and try to float on his back, even after watching me do it. He kept freaking out like we were going to drop him. So then we decided to get his attention off of that for a bit and Danielle got him to splash with his feet, do some simple strokes with his hands, and then, she tricked him into floating around the pool with a fun noodle. She strapped some floaties on his back and put his arms over the fun noodle, then stranded him in the deep part of the pool. The only way he could get to where he wanted to go was to kick his feet and swim. He did magnificently. It was brilliant. And then when he got to a point where he could almost touch the bottom, she moved him back to the deep part of the pool and he had to do it all over again. The look on his face was marvelous. He was concentrating on where he wanted to go, and was kicking his legs like crazy. He was so enveloped in focus that when he got to the other side the last time, a smile burst across his face like he knew he did something amazing. We cheered him on, and he even cheered himself on by saying "I can do it! I can do it!". Danielle said she will do this with him again next week, so hopefully I will have some pictures to share.

Then, when we were on our way home, we stopped for his celebratory chicken nuggets and for some reason, he didn't want them. This was odd to me, but when I handed him his drink, he drank it all in less than a block. Apparently swimming makes the little man have massive thirst.

And finally, when we got home, he stripped out of his swimming trunks and went to put on his boxers (all by himself, because of course, he is practically a man now that he swam across the pool four or five times) and missed one of the leg holes. Now he is running around the house with both legs through one leg hole and the other leg hole is dangling behind him.

I know that not everyone can dwell in how cute my child is, but surely everyone can appreciate that he has definitely gotten his mom's silliness. For right now, however, I have to go, because Alex is trying to be like Tony and toss the cats around....