Learning to Swim

This is my little boy who happens to be completely submerged in the depths (all 3.5 feet) of the city swimming pool.  He is no longer afraid of giving himself a good dunking.


We lucked out at the pool this year.  I went to sign the girls up for swim team and decided to enroll Kyler in the first session of swim lessons.  This is against my moral code.  The weather usually has a few extremely cold days in the first few weeks of June but . . . Lake Powell is in the not so distant future and any measure to keep him safe is worth battling blue lips and chicken skin.


Benefit:  The rest of the world has started to realize it is cold in June and the class sizes were unbelievably small (just him and one other boy).

He didn't pass the class but he did remarkably well.  He wanted to swim and gave it his all -- he just needs to eat 1,436 more donuts and he may develop a little fat reserve to help him with buoyancy.

Taylei and Keanna chose to join the swim team instead of lessons.  They meet three times a week for an hour for the summer duration.


Swimming is such an awesome exercise, with great instructors and if my children were ever reincarnated the may chose to return as fish.