So, Jake had a bit of a bad experience a few weeks ago with the “GUPPY” level swimming lessons at the Y. Who knew he was supposed to be able to do a 25 yard backstroke during the first lesson? So, after nearly drowning, crying for awhile and generally freaking out a bit we settled into the lesser demanding Polliwog for the remainder of swimming lessons. All was well. We don’t even say the word GUPPY now. So, upon graduation the teacher recommends the next level. We promptly hid the “report cards” from Jake so as to avoid any anxiety over what’s next. We accidentally left them on the counter. Jake found them. This morning he asks why does Payton’s say PIKE and mine says Six, Check, P, P, Y? Hmm we say, that’s so strange – it must be a code or something? Are we bad parents? Thankfully, Instructor Don (who strangely enough looks a lot like Chris Farley) has really poor handwriting. We’ll see how it goes!
Update (10/29/11): Jake seemed genuinely surprised to find that he was, in fact, in guppy for this go-around of swimming lessons. For such a smart kid, he really didn't see this one coming. To all of our relief, guppy went just fine. No near drowning incidents to report. Jake has now declared that he will continue on with lessons. Oh my sweet boy. It's like you actually thought you had a choice!
