It's official...Breccan is a fish! He loves to swim and he's pretty darned good at it. He loves to go under water...and always has. I remember during his last set of lessons about a year ago, all the kids were about 18 months (the class was 18 months to 3 years and Breccan was 2 1/2) and Breccan was so far advanced from them. He just kept plopping himself under the water and trying to swim away from me. He'd say "I'm going under now" and BAM, he was pushing off and away from me. I'm glad he loves to swim (mommy doesn't although I can).
Trying to swim from one side to the other.
Practicing jumping off the edge of the pool...the goal is to get their faces wet. NOT a problem for Breccan. He jumps off to the side every time because Miss Susan, his teacher, has her arms out to catch him and he doesn't want her to do that.
These are BayLea as she watched Breccan's lessons. She was dressed for dance because we signed her up for dance workshop this summer. She'll do a little tap, a little jazz, a little ballet, and some tumbling, supposedly.