Made for water

I've been taking Ellie to swimming lessons this week. I don't know about her, but I'm beat. There's a reason Linda won't do pool therapy. Walking around in water is a lot of hard work. Ellie is loving it, and she's doing really well. It's a huge improvement from two years ago when she cried every time we went. Now she cries when she leaves.

Ellie mostly likes to do her own thing, but we have an arrangement. We take turns. She can choose what to do sometimes, but then she has to do one or two lesson things. She generally ends up doing all of the exercises from the class, but usually in a different order. Sometimes she likes the class stuff and asks for that.

Yesterday her big achievement was that she got into water a bit too deep and dipped under without panicing. She was surprised, but moved herself to a bit shallower spot quickly.

She's been really good all week. I told her that if she gets really cranky and misbehaving because she is too tired, we'll skip swimming. So she's been good about going to bed and taking her nap at day care (or at least trying). Last night, the whole family went out for ice cream and then campus for a bit of running around. Okay, Linda didn't run so much as plod along. But Ellie ran a lot. I don't know how she has the energy.

It was really nice.