I grew up in our pool…Kris and I would spend hours and hours out there from March (when our lips were blue and shivering) until October (hey, it's texas) making up games and splashing around. I had my first swim lesson when I was 9 months old, and can imagine I was one sun-lotion-caked little baby! There was, in fact, a good chunk of my life that I wanted to be a "mermaid" when I grew up…imagine my disappointment when I realized that wasn't an option! So of course, Clara getting in the water and swimming has been something I've been REALLY looking forward to!
We have a teeny tiny little inflatable baby "pool" — I think it is actually supposed to be a bathtub, but it is the perfect size for a little squirmy doesn't-sit-reliably-on-her-own baby that is slippier in the water than a greased pig. and so memorial day seemed like the perfect day to fill it up and let her have at it! She loved splashing around and kicking the water. She even leaned back with her arms out and legs kicked up, just relaxing – it was cracking us up! It was a fun "first," even if Brian and I wound up just as wet as she did!