Summer Vacation Begins--Swimming Lessons

Today, Madeleine and Elodie started two weeks of swimming lessons. Elodie told me she didn’t want to go. “Mom, I’m scared. I can’t swim.” I told her she should give it a try before deciding she couldn’t do it. After the half-hour class, she said, “I had a great swimming lesson!” I guess that means she liked it.

Camille wasn’t as excited about the lessons. I managed to find coinciding classes for Madeleine and Elodie, but there wasn’t a simultaneous toddler class for Camille. Despite that, Camille insisted on wearing a swimming suit like her sisters. She was really ticked off when she couldn’t get in the pool. She sat down next to a class of five-year-olds and tried to jump in. Camille was only mollified by a cookie from the restaurant outside the pool. This might be a REALLY long two weeks for her--or a very expensive two weeks in the refreshments department.

I discovered that neither of my older girls have learned tact yet. We sat across from an elderly lady while we changed in the locker room. Elodie said, “She is really old!” A few minutes later, Madeleine said, “Look at her hands. She has a lot of wrinkles.” Oh boy. I know the lady heard us, but she was very nice and didn’t say anything. For all I know, maybe she’s in tears now at the retirement home.