Fish

I am a fish. Today I finished my 2 week swim lessons. Mommy and Daddy weren't allowed to watch during my lessons, so today was show off day. The first week didn't go that well, as I couldn't quite master the art of NOT breathing under water, which resulted in water up the nose, much hysteria, and on one fateful day, vomitting. I managed to get it together this week though, and really impressed the spectators. I was one of the youngest in the class, with swimmers ranging in age from 2 to 5. Here is a video of my big debut. I still have some work to do on the kicking, but the fact that I was able to find my teachers fingers under the water and swim towards them as she walked farther and farther away AND didn't swallow any water in the process, was a big deal. I also learned how to turn towards the wall and swim towards it and grab the side in case I fall in the water, and how to jump off the diving board. I have video of all of these feats, but Mommy said a few choice words to blogger today because it took a reallllllly long time to load this one tiny video, so you'll have to satisfy yourself with that. If she recovers from her (in my opinion) unnecessary rage at the blog program, Mommy will try to post the other two videos this weekend.