Pat and I took Bubby swimming for the first time. He loves bath time, so I figured he'd love swimming. At first I thought I had made a poor assumption. When I sat him in the cold kiddie pool he squeezed my arm so hard his fingers turned white. He looked around with intense concentration and concern. Once we moved over to the big pool (which was much warmer) and started moving around, he literally and figuratively warmed up to the idea of swimming. He was laughing and kicking. It was a success! I can't wait until summer, when we can bring him to the beach. The warmth. The sand. The sunshine. Please summer, come soon!
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