Water, Baby

Last spring, we signed Nora up for a waterbabies class as soon as she was old enough (minimum age is six months). This year, we debated about whether to do it again, and decided that it would be a good way to gear up Nora for the summer. She hadn't been in a pool since last year, so we wondered what she would think of it--would she like it again? Hate it? We weren't sure what to expect.

The best thing about waterbabies classes? Seeing tiny humans in tiny bathing suits. I DIE. This year's suit is brought to you by Old Navy. They had a lot of cute ones! As it turned out, we had nothing to worry about. Nora loves the water. In fact, she loves it so much that she wishes she could traipse around in it all by herself. Miss Independent here waded out into the water to her waist without assistance. She would've gone further if Michael hadn't been right there to grab her. Sheesh. Singing songs? That's cool with Nora. Playing with toys? That's cool, too. Doing all of that (and more) in the water? AWESOME. The instructor (who is like 12--when did I get so old??) was talking to Nora and I loved the way Nora was looking at her. I've been joking that she was like, "Lady. I've got this!" My little smartypants. Chasing toys in the whirlpool... ...and hopping like frogs ("ribbet... ribbet... ribbet...") across the pool. The only thing that Nora doesn't like about swim class? ...When it's over.