it is swimming lesson week.
it is supposed to be fun.
it is for some, it is not for others.
upon claire's return from vbs this morning, she had a stomach ache. i fed her lunch. her tummy still was aching so bad!
me: are you sick claire?
c: yes mommy, very bad.
me: why? (feeling her forehead) you do not have fever, go put your suit on, you have swim lessons.
c: but, i caaaannnn'tttt!
me: (very patiently) why?
c: b/c i am sick, i feel terr-i-ble!
me: i will help you get ready. (reluctantly she gets ready)
as we are loading up in the car, we hear thunder.
c: what will we do if it rains?
me: if is lightning, you will have to sit on the porch or they will cancel your lesson if it does not pass.
c: i still am sick, i caaaannn'tttt swim!
i carry her in on my hip into her swim class, while my toddler walks in mumbling about some preschooler's lightning mcqueen shirt. everyone is under the porch, i feel her spirits lift. her teacher says, "we will make up class at 9:00 on friday, the storm may take a while to pass."
immediately, my sick child jumps out of my arms and starts jumping up & down!!
c: yeah, we do not have swim today! can we go to dunkin donuts or sonic to celebrate?
me: i thought you were sick?
c: (walking ahead of me out of the gate) i am healed, i just did not want to swim.
no, really, i never guessed.
as we get in the car, i squelch the idea of dunkin or sonic and we head to H-E-B, because what else does beaumont have to offer? we shop for chicken, fruit, breakfast bars, ice cream & AA batteries b/c what else do i buy? will is already late for nap and we have one more swim lesson to attend or cancel.
faith's lesson is on b/c the storm passed. she is sooo excited and jumps in the water without even a good-bye! claire waves to her teacher and says, "see you tomorrow miss stacey, i cannot wait to swim & kick & kick." yeah right, who is she fooling?
will, nuk in tow, is quite unpleasant about our departure, he was sure he was getting a swim invite. as i carry him back to the car screaming about water, the idea of a cherry limeade is not a bad idea.
thank goodness happy hour is from 2-4. i may drive through the next 9 days of swim.
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this post makes me tired.
remember when we took swim lessons down the street? i bet mere pretended sick a lot too... didn't they have a big dog?
i like your blog's new look.
i heart that you don't seem to use capital letters anymore. isn't it so much easier? that shift key action is just too much, 'eh?
tired is my middle name. and for my b-day...maybe i need a sonic gift card? :)
:-) This is too funny! We were thinking about putting David in the Mommy and toddler swimming safety class at the Wellness Center but after reading this I am having second thoughts.
Claire is one smart girl.....I seem to remember pulling some of the same stunts when I was her age, but mine mostly involved dance class. Some things never change, it doesn't matter what generation you are from. :-)
hey mel: trust me, i have dance stories too.
A: actually, mere was a better swimmer than me at age 3 than i was at 5, i was the chicken. the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, ya know?
hmmm... abby does LOVE the water..
Hilary,
You never cease to make me laugh! I remember swim lessons; I slipped off the side of the pool, almost drowned, and was humiliated in front of the class when the teacher "reminded" everyone to stay out of the pool until it was their turn! Needless to say, I did learn to swim, mostly on my own!
Sonic, sonic, sonic... ask me and I know every one in the state of Texas I believe. It is part of my daily route and sometimes twice a day.. Must have a diet coke or cranberry limeade... God is so good!
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