Dougie has been in the pool since he was a baby. He took to the water like a cat! Not a catfish, but a CAT...
We could not get him peeled off of me or get him to quit crying if he was not velcroed to me... SO glad that when he turned three he could start swimming lessons - without me! It did the lot of us good :)
He loved to splash around the water, but never wanted you too far away. When he was 4-1/2, he suddenly doggie-paddled off in the shallow end, declaring, "Look mummy! I can swim!" I actually thought we might get there...
Fast forward a year and a half...
WE GOT THERE!!!
He had on a little back float. For those of you that don't understand Dougie and his sense of depth, he knew when he was in over his head. Literally. He would flip his floaties and not go there. Period. Well, he and Kishi-san (the best swim instructor EVER) were in about 8 feet of water. Definitely over his head...
I was giddy - so excited for him! So excited that HE IS FINALLY GETTING IT! And then...
WITHOUT THE FLOAT!!!!!
He is not Nathan Adrian, but with work...
He may become the next Greg Louganis, if the cannonball comes into Olympic vogue...
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