Today was another swim lesson. As we walked up and down the stairs to get ready, I came down looking for his suit and rash guard I'd placed on the kitchen table. Looking around didn't reveal anything so I turned to my bright son and asked, "where's your bathing suit?" He replied with, "It's hiding."
He was acting odd but I couldn't quite figure out why so I looked to where he was pointing on the ground under the table and didn't see anything. I asked again, "where's your bathing suit, Alex?"... Continue reading ...
Today was a swim lesson with Lauren, one of our babysitters. Afterwards, he shivered his way across the street to our house and we jumped in the "hot" tub. More like a bath. But perfect for extended periods of play. He had Nemo, Buzz and Woody but it wasn't complete until he had his "boggles." When Dad walked out with his goggles, he squealed with excitement and proceeded to spend the next hour or so dunking himself and looking at his toys and Daddy underwater. We witnessed the first nose bur... Continue reading ...
