take that swimming lessons

Gone is the girl who was crying in the closet so she didn't have to enter the pool.  She has decided that swimming is the best thing ever.  She doesn't care if it is in the beach or the pool, as long as there is water.  While we were on vacation, she came to our room at 6:05am completely dressed in her hello kitty bathing suit bottoms, her new OBX top, and her crocs.  Later, when I went in to make her bed, I found her pajamas still on her bunk.  I'm pretty sure she changed in the middle of the night and slept in her bathing suit.

I love her face in this one!

Gone is the boy who waited by the door to get in the pool. He has decided that the pool is not the most fun, the sand and rocks are way better.

running away from his sister at the water's edge

 The pool deck is ok, but

he would rather be anywhere than in the water.

The first rules of the week were that A. could be on the steps in the pool with her life vest on if we were outside.  She could let her toes get wet with her life vest on at the beach but couldn't go any deeper.  Those rules had to quickly change when K. didn't want to go near the water and A. only wanted in the water.  What is a safety conscious mother to do?  Pray that the life vest works.  A. was fantastic, not wading farther than her calves and swimming all over the pool with the life vest.  So, a fish and a beached whale (well, maybe he's not that big) is the story for now.