and there is nothing these boys love more than going down the slides:




we did two sessions in a row this summer, four weeks straight, and here's what I learned: swim lessons are exhausting.
plus the kicking:
wait, what's that?
William is easily distracted

by things that squirt
Michael was partial to the games:
"alligator, alligator, one, two, three:"
goodbye swim lessons. it was fun.
now on to summer phase 2.
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