Swim lessons started this past Monday. Caden's the youngest one in the 'frog' group, but he's got a great teacher who's letting him go at his own pace. He's doing everything the other kids are, but he really doesn't want to put his face underwater. The first day, they lined up all of the kids on the side & then let their teachers come get them. Stan was wondering why I was so nervous, and I told him that when I was 4 (Nana - is that right?) I was sitting on the side of the pool for lessons, when all of a sudden, "Poof!" I slid right in - (the deep end. Weren't people just really intelligent back in the 70s?) A nice woman grabbed hold of my hair and pulled me back up. I looked at Stan and said, "Caden doesn't have any hair to grab" Luckily it's only 2 feet where they're sitting.
It took a bit of coaxing to get him in...
but once he was in, he wouldn't stop grinning!
The other kids would jump in on their own, but Caden gets a little help from 'teacher'
He is so proud of himself, walking around on his own. Calm down Nana, it's only 2 feet deep.
Once more, I'm reminded that he's no longer a baby or even a toddler, but a little boy now.
It took a bit of coaxing to get him in...
but once he was in, he wouldn't stop grinning!
The other kids would jump in on their own, but Caden gets a little help from 'teacher'
He is so proud of himself, walking around on his own. Calm down Nana, it's only 2 feet deep.
Once more, I'm reminded that he's no longer a baby or even a toddler, but a little boy now. 
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