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Baby Swim Class: It's ofishally awesome!

Mmmmm...kickboard flavored by chlorine.
Ever since his second bath (the first didn't go so well), Leo has loved being in the water.  As long as it's the right temperature and he's with a conscientious adult, he totally digs splashing, kicking, and generally rabble rousing when immersed in a liquid state of matter (we haven't tried other liquids, but we assume they would also be a success). So, when a friend of ours told us that she and her son would be enrolling in the "Shrimp" class at the Y, it was a given that we would also enroll our own crustacean. 


Nobody told me that I would have to wear this cap.
Eric and I both went since it was Leo's first time.  I changed in the women's locker room and left the task of changing squirmy baby in dirty locker room to Eric.  When we arrived on the pool deck, there were several other dads and babies and only one other mom (I assume the others had all decided to stay home and take naps - smart move, anonymous moms).  The instructors were two no-nonsense ladies in their 60's.  They guided us to either clasp our babies against our chests while getting into the pool or to hand them our baby while we climbed into the pool on our own.  They made it pretty clear there was no third option, so I decided on number two.  
Oh man, those flags on the ceiling are super cool. 
Once we were in the water, the instructors led us in a variety of different activities for the next 30 minutes.  I lifted Leo up and down in the water, put him on his belly in the water and placed him on the kickboard and led him around the water.  Leo also played "catch" with a new friend named Jack and laughed at me blowing bubbles in his face. My favorite was when they threw all of these foam fish into the pool, I led Leo to them, he picked them up, and then we brought them to the side of the pool together.  Leo's favorite was probably the Humpty Dumpty rhyme which ended with me pushing off of the wall on my back with him extended in front of me - little splash!  The funniest part was that the instructors kept selecting Leo to be the "Demo Baby"!


Whee! Swimming is easy when someone else is doing all the work!
All in all, swim class was a total success!  We can't wait for next weekend!  

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  1. Leo was also the "demo baby" since he was so relaxed, the instructors borrowed him to show each new activity.

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