The little tyke has been going for swim classes. And loving them.
Just a stone's throw away from E's med school here in Gippsland, the indoor 25m pool where the classes are held at is heated, oh blessed reprieve from cold days. Surprisingly, though we're in the thick of spring, one rainy day can bring temperatures back down to the 10s here.
Here he is, all changed and getting ready to take the plunge!
I was a little concerned at first about whether I could competently keep D safe, even though the class is at the .8m shallow end of the pool. Cheryl, the swim instructor for the Mums and Bubs class, said that other than being alert to how D was taking to the water, the best thing to teach such a young child about not taking in water or swallowing, is to teach him how whenever his mouth and nose are under water, he should blow bubbles.
"Getting used to these floaty rings around me body!"
With the other moms and bubs, swimming around and singing:
Ring-a-ring o' rosies
A pocket full of posies
We all blow bubbles (mommies to push bubs' heads under water for a second)