Oskar has been taking swim lessons since he was a little baby but this was the first time he had swim lessons by himself without me. We were a little nervous because although he has been going to school and becoming the big boy that he is but this was still something new and we didn’t know how it would turn out. Also he had fallen asleep on the way home so I didn’t know if he would wake up happy or cranky as he does sometimes or at all.

Anyway, we got to the YMCA and met his instructor and I took him in to the locker room to change and then we met up with his class near the pool. I didn’t really say goodbye or introduce him he just joined the group and did what he was told and followed around the other kids to the shower. We watched him and his group in the toddler pool while they jumped around and kicked and floated on their backs.

It’s funny, the things that get you as parents. We’re sitting their watching our boy play and follow directions from his instructor, just simple little things, and yet the emotions they bring up. I understand how parents can get all choked up over seemingly simple things when you start to remember how little they used to be, etc. etc. Afterwards we told Oskar how proud we were of him and how he listened really well to his instructor (something we’re working on) and we went out to Cold Stone to celebrate.