About ten days ago Carl suddenly made an announcement: he didn't want to swim with his floater any more. Since he's turning four this month and is very confident in the pool it seemed like a reasonable idea. I took the floater off, he carefully pushed himelf off from the steps...and had endless fun discovering that all those spastic movements he has been perfecting over the past two years were in fact nature's prelude to swimming. Seemingly defying the laws of physics as understood by Carl, his chubby little body actually floats.
I could have told him that it's just the fat in his oh-so-kissable little cheeks that keeps his head buoyant, but hey, let's let him think it's because of his own efforts for a while. Here he is daring to put his face all the way under for the first time, in the kids pool.
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