So far this summer we've been having a lot of fun at the pool. Brad and Bailey are excellent swimmers, and I find myself letting them play in the big pool for 10 or 15 minutes at a time before I'm even checking on them. They are just really great swimmers, and I know they are looking out for each other as well.
I love that they have had the opportunity to spend a lot of time in the water. When we go to Jeff's parents' home, they swim virtually every day. And when we go to the beach in August they are in the water almost all day long every single day. They absolutely love to swim.
Seems like the trend is going to continue with this little guy. He absolutely loves being in the water. Last week we discovered that putting him in floaties just thrills his soul because he is free to walk all over the baby pool unhindered. I have to watch him constantly, because if his feet get out from under him and he goes face in, obviously somebody has to play lifeguard. But it never makes him cry. In fact, he laughs with delight.
And then yesterday, when I put him in the baby pool, I noticed that he was going under constantly. He wasn't doing the little duck walk that he had become so fond of, where he walks a few steps, ducks his head in and keeps going. I realized that he was purposefully pulling his feet out from under his body, over and over again. He loves to lay back on his back and float. It just puts the biggest grin on his face.
I'm glad he's having fun, because it's not so much for me. I can only keep him the pool for a few minutes before I'm exhausted. It's mentally taxing, because you can only watch your child try to drown himself so many times before the thrill turns to frustration. When I put him in his float to try and catch my breath, he screamed bloody murder until I got him back out. Apparently he wants to be under the water.
So they tell me that babies can learn to swim at this age. Guess I'm about to have to find out. 
This, however, is hilarious. I bought these little spray bottle/watering cans at Publix for about $3 a piece, and they have been the greatest toys ever. Bryant absolutely loves for you to spray the water right at his face. He laughs and tries to lick the water as it comes out. He totally looks like a little puppy dog. This, I could do all day.
I'm feeling better today. These guys make it hard to stay depressed for long. Thanks for your prayers and support.
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We played with spray bottles all summer last summer -- the boys have been doing that this afternoon, actually. They are easier than water guns for the little ones and they hold so much more water.
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