Greysen with his class. The two boys that were in his swim class will also be in his pre-school class come fall.
Greysen would be cold everytime he got out of the pool. He liked to lay in the sun to warm up.
They would play red light, green light but Greysen would say red light, freeze and throw his arms out to the side. The other boys would say you're supposed to say red but the teacher let him do his own version.
Problem is Greysen thinks he can swim and tries but it's an accident waiting to happen. You hae to be right next to him at all times. When we go in the lazy river he makes me count to 3 let go and he tries to swim and I grab him. He sure makes me feel worn out but I love his energy.
Greysen doing his "ice-cream" scoops with his teacher.
Greysen is a natural in the water. He just is a fish out of water like his mama. Greysen loved swimming lessons and adored his teacher. His poor teacher had his hands full with Greysen always 10-15 feet away from the class. The first day one of the boys was crying for his mom and Greysen said, "my mom's over there" very matter of fact. He was not phased by leaving me. He really is growing up.
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