Dear Spike:
Looks like you're an Aquamonkey after all.
Love,
dad
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Monday, May 5, 2008
MY LITTLE PIRANHA
A note from Spike's Mom...
Dear Spike:
You smelled of chlorine — and vomit — as we walked through the door of our home this morning.
Today was your first swim lesson. I guess it is safe to say that your first experience with "big water" was not everything I had envisioned with I signed us up for swim classes. I woke up this morning excited — giddy — that today was the day my little piranha would terrorize the waves! But in the pool I was reminded that we do not always emerge from the water like Bo Derek.
We will return next week and you will kick a little more, splash a little more and cry a little less.
I was proud of you today for trying something new.
Love,
mom
P.S. — Something good to remember: You don't have to enjoy swimming to play soccer or win the Nobel Peace Prize.
Dear Spike:
You smelled of chlorine — and vomit — as we walked through the door of our home this morning.
Today was your first swim lesson. I guess it is safe to say that your first experience with "big water" was not everything I had envisioned with I signed us up for swim classes. I woke up this morning excited — giddy — that today was the day my little piranha would terrorize the waves! But in the pool I was reminded that we do not always emerge from the water like Bo Derek.
We will return next week and you will kick a little more, splash a little more and cry a little less.
I was proud of you today for trying something new.
Love,
mom
P.S. — Something good to remember: You don't have to enjoy swimming to play soccer or win the Nobel Peace Prize.
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