I signed up Boaz for swimming lessons. It has been two years since he has gone. Part of our moving and getting settled. I was going to put him this spring, but cub scouts conflicted with the swimming schedule.
So the first session, Boaz found himself at the pool. He was worried that the other kids in his class would all be younger than him. He was in level three -- only because he didn't want to learn how to float on his back. With the idea of him being the oldest with a bunch of little kids, he was motivated to conquer this elusive skill.
He did great!
He passed into level four, and now is working on technique.
He enjoys swimming lessons better than Josh did. Maybe I'll sign him up for a third session. :)
Some pictures.
Outside the pool, allowing me to get a picture to send to Thea.
Waiting to go.
He asked me, "Mom, do I look weird?"
He let me take the picture so he could see for himself.
I love this boy.