Monday, September 12, 2011
In the swim
Eric went to his first swimming lesson today. Here he is with goggles and Thomas the Tank Engine swim trunks. There are five students in his beginner's swim class at the Y: four boys and a girl. One of the little boys (younger than Eric) can already swim on his own. Eric, similarly to most of the rest, just lets himself be held up and moved through the water by the teacher, while he makes ineffectual paddling motions with his arms and kicking ones with his legs. He said he had a good time, though.
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