Now that my grandest has her white belt, there’s no stopping her. While driving, I told her how I taught her mommy how to swim, no floaties invented in the good old days. Attentive as always, she listened as I told her how I held her mom’s arms while she kicked. And then I described teaching all my kids the same way, sans floaties. Swimming is natural, honey. I learned in cold Lake Michigan all by myself. Even babies learn to swim.
Her sweet voice said, ” I can too but not without my floaties.”
A week later, she’s in my pool with her mom laughing as she removes the plastic aid around her arms and kicks with straight legs and strong arms while holding onto a board. Her face beaming with a triumphant smile. She did it!