I signed the kids up for 1 month of swim lessons. They both can swim well, just not strokes or proper technique. Emma was in the pre-competitive and Reece in the intermediate. After about 2 classes, Emma realized real quick that all this class involved was going back and forth across 2/3 of the pool, doing all the different strokes. She started the complaining and whining from that point on. Back and forth....
back and forth again..... The only fun part for her was at the very end, when they were able to jump and practice diving off the diving platform.
Reece on the other hand enjoyed himself and the fact that his swim teacher had a great white shark tatoo with bloody teeth on his entire back. SWEET. Here he is jumping of the side to dive for a few diving rings.
One time Reece jumped in to swim freestyle to his teacher, his swim trunks fell off.
I had to include this happy picture of Bandit. Boy, do we miss him still one week later. You don't realize how used to them being there when you walk in the door and next to you when you sleep, until there is that void. Bandit you may have been noisy and annoying at times, but you were our puggy boy and we loved you. " Run silent, run deep Bandit" 12/28/96-7/3/09
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so sad! poor bandit. what happened? i can't imagine your family without him!.......cari
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