Pool Time!

Ben had a conference in the Denver Tech Center all weekend, so tonight we got a hotel room nearby and had fun swimming and hot-tubbing with Crystal, Tom and the boys.

Isaac is taking swim lessons, and after his second class, he's already able to doggy paddle around the pool. He still needs to be supported, but he understands the concept of kicking and paddling his arms (and holding his breath as he goes along). 

An aside: During Isaac's first parent-tot swim class, Isaac had everything the swim teacher asked of the tots mastered. He could jump into the pool, go underwater, blow bubbles, float on his belly and back, and so on. And if I'm being honest, I'll admit that he was much better than every other kid in the class--he likely should be in the next level up, but he's still too young and small for the instructor-led classes that don't involve a parent. Part of me (the overly-competitive part, I'm sure) wanted to pay for private lessons the next time around, just after the first day of the parent-tot class. I don't want to hold him back! He clearly loves to swim, and he appears to be talented at it already! But then the other part of me (the protective mother side, I'm sure) tells myself I'm being crazy. He will do just fine to stick with the classes as they are meant for the kids. He is still so young and there is plenty of time for him to master his swimming skills, if that's what he loves. Who knows, maybe in a year it will be soccer instead of swimming. Oh god, please don't let it be soccer. I'm not ready to be a soccer mom.

Isaac jumping into the pool. 

Daddy and Isaac having so much fun!