Tyson started swimming lessons on Tuesday. I felt like it was kind of a big deal-almost a right of passage for most kids I would say and I was the beaming mom on the bench daydreaming about his Olympic debut. Micheal Phelps or not, he does love the water and appears to be a quick learner.
Today was his second class and he actually dove down to the bottom to retrieve a dive stick. I wasn't aware that this was something he could do so I nearly vomited when I saw him do it for the first time. Fortunately, he resurfaced, and the fear was quickly replaced by the most amazing feeling of pride I've ever known. My little man is not so little anymore....
Enjoy the pics!
Riley enjoyed watching big bro- and chewing on velcroe, apparantly.