Swim Kids and Surprises

I'm sitting here in a stupor because my pathetic body is so tired I can hardly move. Why, you ask? Did I do a super tuff Firm video? Did I push 90 pounds of babies up Lantana Trail? Did I attend a cardio funk body pump class ? No...Oh, NO! It was merely the start of Swim Lesson Season.

Sir Jon David Wiggle-Worm and I kicked it off at 9:10 with the "Mommy and Me" swim class for 13 - 30 month old. He's 29 months, so I figured he'd fit right in. Oh, HOWDY. These kids were afraid of their shadow and here's Jon David trying to squirm away from me so that he can show off his favorite trick of dunking his ENTIRE HEAD in the water and come back up spurting - half drowned - and laughing his hiney off. I'm quite ashamed to say that thirty minutes of carying Jon David while walking up and down a waist-deep indoor swimming pool will make you ready for a cocktail at ten o'clock in the morning. But then it was Eleanor's turn.

Eleanor's class was sans-mommy. She was a little hesitant at first, but she and Mommy had talked about how it was very important to listen to Miss Kaitlyn and Frankie. She did everything they asked just like a biggie girl! Gigi, Mommy and Jon David got to cheer her on from a big window on the other side of the pool.

We thought she was having a great time, but when it was over I went in to get her and she had big ole' tears coming down. Kaitlyn and Frankie came running over. They were so worried that she hadn't had fun or they had done something wrong. I finally got her to speak up and tell me why she was so sad.

"Miss Kaitlyn and Frankie, I don't want to yeave my swimmie yesson."

I thought these two teenagers were going to fall into a puddle on the floor. They were so relieved they hadn't done anything wrong and that they already had one precious pupil begging for more. I think it made their day.

I managed to get everyone smiling again, dried off, clothed and back in our car. Alas, there was no margarita lunch waiting for mommy. I settled for PB & Honey, diet coke, and snuggles on the sofa with my two new super swimmers. A close second for sure.

The post-lunch/pre-nap show du jour was "Wunna Pets" (Wonder Pets). In this episode, the team has to save a puppy who needs to tee tee, but is stuck in the house. I guess this got Jon David thinking because he wandered off for a minute and returned with his potty seat. "I go tee tee, Mommy."

So, we do the thing where we pull down his pants and he sits on the potty for 2 minutes and hops up and yells "I DEET IT! I DEET IT!". Only this time, he DID do it! I was utterly shocked, but regained my senses in time to give him the proper potty parade, potty stickers, and potty treat. He was oh so very proud of himself. So proud, he "deet it" again before his nap and deet #2 before bed. Shocked, aren't ya'?

I've decided he's a potty prodigy. I think he very well may be the first child to potty train himself. I'm not quite sure how that reflects on me, but I guarantee if I wrote a book about it it would be a best seller. I'd be on the Today Show for sure.