Since the YMCA is literally three minutes away from my parents' house (and is totally awesome), we joined for the month we were home. I went every morning and ran on the treadmill and then I went back in the afternoons with Dan and Ben to swim. The outdoor pool area is like a water park, with slides and a lazy river with inner tubes. One part of the lazy river had buckets that would dump randomly and we always seemed to get dumped on. Dan was not a huge fan of that. Every now and then, he'll still say, "One day the lazy river had buckets. Oh, it's okay, it's just water." Yes, Dan, it's just water, stop acting like you're going to melt if it falls on your head.
The last week we were home, Dan took swim lessons. He went for a half hour every afternoon with Miss Rhonda (or Miss Wanda, as Dan called her) for some one-on-one lessons. He loved it and did great! By the end, he could float on his back for 10 seconds, swim a few feet to get to the edge, swim with his face in the water, and was just all around more comfortable. Maybe a little too comfortable, actually--now he runs straight for the ocean without even looking to see if someone is around to help him!
(Sorry the pictures and the video are pretty poor--not the best environment for picture-taking.)
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