Ellie is in her 3rd week of swim lessons. She's enjoying them. She's taking a bit of a refresher course, one that allows us to be in the water with her. She hasn't really done a lot of swimming in her life, so this is a good way to help her get comfortable with swimming. She really likes to be in the water. Even though swimming in the winter isn't always condusive to staying healthy (at least it wasn't for Ellie the first time we tried this, we figured we'd give it a go.)
Class falls during Max's morning nap, so someone has to stay home. I have taken her to class the first two weeks while David stayed home with Max. Today was Daddy's turn to take Ellie. (I got to stay home and have a morning nap with Max!)
When they come through the door after class Ellie stands up against the wall and announces to me that her legs are cold. I say what? David announces, "We couldn't find her pants."
Me, "Her underwear, or actual pants?" (I'm thinking, underwear are small, I could see how those may get lost...)
David, "Her pants. They dissapeared while we were in the pool."
My oh my, I can only imagine.
So, to keep Ellie warm, Daddy wrapped her in his jacket and carried her to and from the car. Good improvising David! It was about 25 or 30 degrees tops this morning!
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