Ellison's last swim class before the fateful playset incident (see following post) put the kibosh on it. I said it before, but she was rarely without a HUGE grin on her face the entire hour we were there. After her class, Daddy got in the water with her to play.
Quick mention: Ellison is not afraid, or should I say "does not have a respect" of water yet (much to our horror). After one of her classes the previous week, she got out of the pool and met up with me, then proceeded to run ahead of me (I was fully clothed) and charged right into kid area of the pool. As I was sternly giving her commands to come back, then simultaneously removing my shoes and rolling up my pants to go in after her, she proceeded at lightning fast speed to walk deeper and deeper, until the water was right up past her chin. Just barely outside of arms reach, I kept trying to grab at her from the edge of the pool, but she just kept grinning and ducking away from my flailing arm, causing her to lose balance several times. I'm sure people were about to go grab some buckets of popcorn since we were providing pure pool entertainment. I think I had about 5 mini heart attacks. Finally, she came walking back into the more shallow area, where I grabbed her and walked her into the locker room and spanked her little wet hinini.
[April 14, 2010]
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