I realized with some horror that we have just a few weeks until the pool closes, and responded to this realization by putting "pool" on almost every day of our calendar.
That's part of the reason why we ended up at the pool yesterday afternoon, even though we felt some raindrops as we left our house and even though the sun was completely hidden behind thick gray clouds.
Peter is determined to swim by the end of the summer; unfortunately, his technique tends to be 80 percent flailing and 20 percent forward motion
The kids toughed it out, but how long can you last when it's only 80 degrees and breezy? I didn't even get in the pool, but instead sat next to a sleeping Thomas and tried to read. ("Tried," because every minute or so a little voice would call out, "watch, Mama!" and then perform some trick of daring.)
Unlike the last time we visited on a cool afternoon, no one left the pool in tears. Success!
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