summer lessons

Our awareness and vigilance as parents was put to the test on Sunday.  Kai was playing in our friend’s hot tub which is attached to their pool, while we sat at the patio table about 10 feet away.  He could easily stand waist deep on the wide ledge around the pool, but once he lost his footing and went into the deeper middle section, the top of his head was just under water.  He kicked and thrashed reflexively, and held his breath.  Erin was seated closer to him than me and she quickly pulled him out, and he was less than happy about being underwater.  He finally calmed down and we went back in the water together, and he was very careful about where he stepped after that.  One lesson down.

 

And coincidentally he starts swim lessons next week, a two-week course that should have him able to swim to the wall if he should fall into a pool.  While I consider myself to be extremely aware and vigilant, I can’t be everywhere with him, so this is the next best thing.

 

And I couldn’t stop him from passing his little cold on to me.  I have been basically useless for the past 48 hours.  A huge bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup, a bunch of vitamins, and a large shot of oh-so-disgusting Nyquil later, I’m ready to call it a night and be well in the morning.  I can’t afford to be out of commission any longer.  Summer is here.