I started Forrest back up with swim lessons. He was begging me daily to start again. I was just not wanting to add another place for me to be during the week. He would put his swim shorts on almost daily and ask if we were going to the pool. I couldn't take it anymore, it made me feel pretty bad. A few days ago as I was tucking him into bed I told him that Monday morning he would be going to his swim lessons. He squealed with excitement. This morning he had his swim shorts on at 6am ready to go. It is totally worth the extra effort on my part. I mean, come on... look at that sweet, happy face. Love him.
