Therefore at 9:55 yesterday I found myself in the overly chlorinated pool at the Y. With a squirming toddler who is convinced she can swim and doesn't need to be held. That's fun.
It's also fun to sing the welcome song to about 8 other kids. Including 2 Mateos (seriously? More than one Mateo? In New England?) Because standing around singing stupid songs in the shallow end of the YMCA pool is really how I want to spend my Saturday mornings. I used to spend my Saturday mornings curled up on the couch, drinking my coffee, and catching up on TV. Now I'm at swimming lessons.
Oh, the joys of parenthood.
But - and I totally did this - Miss Maureen asked if anyone had dunked before and wanted to be the first to go. I may have knocked people out of line to get Baby Girl to be first. HA HA HA TAKE THAT MINI HUMAN WHO IS THE REASON I'M AT SWIMMING LESSONS!!
(and before you call DYS, yes, she has dunked before.... kind of)