Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Blast off, dimpled and button box.

1. Alec refused to push his boat along; and he refused to kick it on his back. When the time came to sing Humpty Dumpty and jump in, he turned round and walked away. I was left by the wall trying to drag a squirming wet toddler back into the pool by his ankles while all the others in the class swum nicely across.
Then the teacher said: "We're going to play rockets. Sit on the step... That's right Alec, well done. And three... two... one... blast off! Put out your arms and they're going to push off to you."
"More! More!" said Alec, trying to wriggle his way back to the step.

2. I love the dimpled, dinted surface of a swollen river.

3. A quiet naptime knock at the front door.

4. To tip my button box out on to the table for a child to play with.


  1. Boy, do I understand the tribulation of swim class. My preschooler refused to get in the pool, so we just showed up every day to watch the other kids learn.

  2. Hillary: you sound like a lovely, kind patient mother. I wonder if your approach has paid off in the end?

    Alec used to love swimming better than anything, but lately he's lost the love :-(

  3. That's so normal, one of mine never went near the water for the first lesson with a new teacher! She's fine with strangers now. I wonder if "Stranger Danger" was responsible?

  4. At least you are still trying.

  5. Joe, he's gone through a phase like this before, and I think he does enjoy parts of the lesson at least, and I know he likes being in the water. He just won't do the activities.

    On top of that, we like going to Tonbridge on the train, and we like having lunch with Godfather Timothy afterwards, so we'll persevere.


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