I deeply love swimming lessons. I don't know if it's because it reminds me of my childhood memories or what, but Marshal's second year was great. Much like last year, he was always next to his teacher. And she loved him. He definitely mastered the skill set this year, and next year gets to go to Level II. This year I had myself and two kids to wrangle while at the rec center. They were like little hotpockets in there, it's so warm when you're not swimming. Mason must have liked the cool concrete, because he did his swim training from the floor.
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