Summer is just about done for most people, but I feel like we’re just getting start here (mostly because I finally finished classes last Thursday). Sam and I are both out of school for the next month, and we have big plans. The first item on our agenda is swimming lessons! Sam has been really excited about this for about a week. Sam’s class meets 4 times a week for 2 weeks. It’s a beginning level class, which means that he will learn how to blow bubbles in the water, kick, and put his head underwater (they call this a “bob”). I thought it would be a parent-child class, but it isn’t. The 4 kids in the class sit on the stairs while the teacher works with each of them individually. The other moms sit on chairs outside of the pool, but I get in the water with them. Sam wants me in the pool, and it gives me a chance to practice the skills with him while the teacher is working with the other kids.
So how does the boy like swimming lessons? Well, I’d say he’s feeling conflicted about it. As I wrote earlier, he’s been really excited about it. He wasn’t scared to start the lessons at all yesterday. He even let the teacher take him all around the pool without me. He started crying when she tried to get him to float on his back. He cried even more when she tried to get him to do a bob. He calmed down, had fun jumping into the water from the side of the pool, and the lesson ended. As we walked away, he started crying because he wanted to “keep doing swimming lessons”. I asked him what his favorite part was, and he said “kicking and doing the bob”. Nevermind that he refused to do the bob. Later in the day, Sam told us that he was excited to go back to swimming lessons but that he wanted “a better class that doesn’t do the bob”.
There was a lot less crying in day 2. Sam wore some goggles because I convinced him that the bob would be better with them. He still refused to do a bob at first, but did a great job kicking around the pool. Later, as the teacher was working with another student, Sam jumped off the bottom step. His head went underwater briefly before I pulled him up. I said “Hey! You did a bob all by yourself!” He felt pretty good about it and let his teacher do a bob with him afterwards. At the end of class today, he again said that doing the bob was the best part of class. We’ll see what happens tomorrow!
Sam spends a lot of swimming lesson time shouting things like “NO! I DON’T WANT TO DO THE BOB!” and “I DON’T WANT TO BLOW BUBBLES!” and “IT HURTS TO DO THE BOB WHEN SHE’S (the teacher) HOLDING ME!” He’s easily the loudest kid in that pool, and that’s how I know he’s enjoying himself. He spends the whole time jumping around on the steps and making happy shouting noises. I’m sure his poor teacher thinks he hates swimming (and her).