My daughter is two years old and will reach the "oh my goodness I can't believe she's going to be three!" very soon. My son is 15 months old and we recently signed them both up for swim lessons.
They've had a limited amount of time in pools before the swim lessons, and they were all positive experiences for them. Marshall seems to love the water from start to finish without any hesitation. Adelaide seems a little more cautious at first, but as soon as she gets warmed up, she will start to jump off the sides by herself.
Let me repeat that. She can jump off the side into the water, BY HERSELF!! Even Marshall steps off the side while holding hands and loves every second of it.
Swim lessons have made me quickly realize, if I hadn't fully grasped it before, that my wife and I have two kids and not two babies. We've known for a while that Adelaide is a "big girl," but we recently talked to her about how Marshall is now a toddler.
I know where the time went, because Meghan and I do as much as we can to be involved with every second, but where did the time go?!? Swim lessons just happen to be one of those things that make me stop to think and hope I've done everything to this point to make sure they know that their dad loves them as much as possible, and hope that I haven't missed anything.
They've had a couple of swim lessons so far. Marshall seems to enjoy going off the side and being submerged. Adelaide likes swimming by herself and even floating on her back; all with a floaty strapped around both of them of course.
It's been almost three years since Meghan gave birth to Adelaide, and now, we have two wonderfully enthusiastic, fun, and loving kids that go to and enjoy swim lessons. They're not super heroes in the making. They're already there.
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