This week Max started his first-ever swim lessons. Our brave, fearless Max. Our super social toddler that is quick to wave goodbye to his parents to join the other kids. This would be a piece of cake.
Except...
Max wasn't a fan.
I did hear a few half-hearted "whees" come from him when his swim instructor dipped him,
but they were lacking enthusiasm.
He spent most of the time trying to lock eyes with me, repeating "I want daddy" over and over.
He was referring to me, Max calls everyone daddy right now...
but this made it easier to look around with the other moms and whisper
this kids daddy should really go get him out.
Fruit snacks brought the smiles back.
He was much happier wading his little toes in the little pool.
And even made some friends.
But in true Max fashion...
Once he saw big brother start his swim lesson,
He wanted to be there too.
Can't you just feel his longing in this picture?
Heart breaking.
I spent the rest of the day chasing him away from the big pool.
2 notes:
He's getting so big :)
He'll be jumping in with no fear soon enough!!
Such a trooper bringing 3 kids to swim lessons! Michael is going to be 12 with water wings.
sweet words