We finished soccer just in the nick of time to start swim lessons. Apparently there is no rest for the weary in our household.
I wasn’t sure how these lessons would go. Full Speed is old enough and adapts well so I figured he would be okay. I was more worried about T.Puzzle especially once the instructor confirmed the boys would not be allowed to wear their glasses in the pool. This did not sit well with me. I know it is necessary and I’m all about deferring to the instructor. She has been doing this for years and I have to help her establish that what she says is the law.
Everything went smoothly with Full Speed except that he was a freezing, chattering mess by the end. T.Puzzle was a different story. He melted down early and often. It was hard to sit and watch. I had to resist the urge to jump fully clothed into the pool and rescue him. Eventually, the instructor got him calm and he slowly began to overcome his fear. By the end of the lesson he was determined to do whatever she asked of him and do it better than his brother had. Sibling rivalry in this instance was a beautiful thing.
By watching T.Puzzle work through his fear I realized something. If T.Puzzle can conquer a pool without glasses, he is going to be ready for anything life throws at him.
Except maybe his overprotective Mom hurtling herself towards him if he ever goes anywhere near the deep end of the pool.