We've Got A Floater

I feel like we are coming out of the dark here at Team Coyne. We've just survived 2 weeks of swim classes every day at 11:20am for 30 minutes. When you add a morning nap for Molly into that schedule, you get a homebound family with no groceries because WHEN WOULD WE GO?

Anyway, doesn't matter, because James LOVED it. He smiled ear to ear every day for 30 minutes straight. He even tried to blow bubbles in the water while smiling. He loved everything about it, but mostly he liked....

looking at his belly:

falling in the water:

and, what can only be described as, attacking his teacher:

He cannot, by the way, swim.

After two weeks of classes, he can kind of float on his stomach or on his back if "the sun's not too bright, mommy." He can also REALLY scare the lifeguards with his winning combination of water confidence and lack of actual water skills.