Swim Lessons

So Myla just finished up her five weeks of parent-tot swim lessons at Notre Dame. I'd say she seems to be somewhere between the skill level of her dad (has a hard time floating) and her mom (could have been an Olympian). It was a really nice reason for us all to get out of the house in the middle of the brutal South Bend winter and the pool must have been 90 degrees so that sure helped.

Myla loved jumping off the side of the pool, trying to grab the rubber duckies in the water, and just splashing around. She didn't even mind getting dunked in the water. By the last week, she knew exactly where we were going when we loaded up the car on Sunday afternoons. When we pulled into the parking lot she would see the building and start saying "water." We'll probably start the next lesson up in the fall.


The class usually started with the parents dancing in a circle singing songs.



Kasey pulls Myla through the water as she tries to grab her duckie.



Myla chases after her duckie!



Myla takes her attention off the duckie and notices that daddy is snapping pictures.