Swim Lessons and Cards

This past weekend Greg wanted to work on his winter fishing skills (and I hate to be cold), and I stayed in Fulton. We had a nice visit with the family. Luke had fun playing the matching game with the cards. Abby and Laura ate up as much Grammy time as possible. This left me with some quiet time.

After the weekend rush, we came home to our very first day of swimming lessons. I signed Luke up at the Y. He has a kid named Jack in his class, and Miss Mandy is his instructor. This lady is way to nice which almost made me feel sorry for her after dealing with me. Almost!  The lesson started off with me in the water with Luke for like 5 minutes when Miss Mandy said I could leave because Luke was comfortable and didn't need me (wrong choice of words to use). So me (in the nicest tone I could muster up) replied I'll let Luke be in the determining factor if I need to leave. So I got out of the pool, and of course my little buddy jumped out with me. I told him that I wasn't leaving and was sitting on the wall by the pool. He was OK with that and went back to the lesson. Then the other Y lady said for me to just wait until Luke was distracted and leave to the upstairs windows. My nice tone was no longer there for some reason, and I informed the manager of the pool that I would never disappear on my son, and scare him like that. And if she really wanted me to leave I would be taking my son with me. She said to stay, and then with only 5 minutes left of his hour long lesson, I get paged to the daycare (which I think was planned). I told Luke I to watch for me because I would be up in the windows waving at him. So I think I broke an Olympic record sprinting up the stairs from the pool, and then I saw Luke patiently waiting for me. When he saw me, he jumped up and down waving. I of course waved back, and then he continued on with his lesson. Looking up at me everytime he did something. I began to laugh and cry at the same time because it sunk into my thick skull that he didn't need me right beside him. Conveniently the day care is located right by the windows to the pool. Since the door was open I asked them (from my perch on the window) what was wrong. She said that Laura wouldn't put her shoes on. I laughed and asked if that was really the issue here. She said it was no big deal as long as I didn't care. I quickly told her I didn't care if she wore shoes, and they were lucky she didn't take her socks off too. But we all survived Day 1, watch out Day 2!