Yesterday Jeff and I thought it would be fun to take Caderyn swimming for the first time. We took him to the gym pool by our house.
We got him all decked out in his swimming diapers and dinosaur swim trunks. He got very excited when he saw the water and some of the other kids playing in it.
I was going to get into the water first and have Jeff hand the Bub to me. The water was a bit chilly (since the pool person doesn't know how to adequately set the temperature) so I sat on the edge of the pool with my feet in it to muster up the courage to jump in. Jeff was holding Caderyn's hand.
Jeff asked me, "Are you going to get in?"
I answered, "Yes." and pushed off the edge of the pool into the chilly water.
The only problem was that as I pushed off, Jeff let go of Caderyn's hand. Caderyn took one step forward and fell directly into the pool completely submerged. I turned around as fast as I could to grab him up out of the water.
We felt so bad (but thankful that he didn't hurt himself). He cried for a few minutes and then figured out that he really liked the water even if it was chilly.
They moral of this story: Jeff and I needed to communicate better.
We were only there for 15 minutes before his poor little lips turned blue, but by the end of that time he was splashing and kicking and trying to lick the water. Yes, trying to lick the water.