Showing posts with label swimming lessons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming lessons. Show all posts

27 July 2011

Build Me a Corral

I think I need to get my contractor-husband to build a portable corral. Maybe it's because I am old...er. Or maybe it's because two kids like this, one right after the other, is exhausting anyway. Or maybe it's just ....

her.

The other day, I posted about my busy morning. It was busy for ONE reason...

Miss C.

Noticing a theme?

Today the older kids had swimming lessons.

I hate taking Miss C with us to swimming lessons. She runs (no running in the pool area!). She attempts to scale the cyclone fencing between the observation area and the pool (no climbing on the fence!). She makes a mad dash for the parking lot (unsafe!). She enjoys frolicking in the pool owner's front garden (off limits!).

It wouldn't be soooo bad if I weren't also fending off glares from other adults and disapproving 'tsk-tsk's. It is a workout... and I am jumping up and down and running around and pulling her off of things and she is screaming, "no! no! NO! I wanna go in the pahkin lot!" A little sympathy, folks, instead of useless negativity.

Here is a tiny view of what we did during part of the 30-minute swim class...

p.o'ed ... just got 86-ed from the fence...

p.o'ed... the gate is nailed shut...

a-HA!
this way to the parking lot!

But mommy's too fast...

pushing the envelope...
supposed to be on the khaki carpet and NOT the pebbly pavement...
that brown line is The Limit.

rolling over...
inching away from that carpet and further into forbidden territory...

waiting for mommy to get distracted...
which will happen at any moment...
so that she can make her getaway to the parking lot!

And just in case you missed the Q & A video extravaganza, complete with costumes, and the announcement of the Nuun winners... it was yesterday and you'll need to click here to find it.


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