I first signed Caitlin up for swimming lessons when she was 3. She loved them! She loved being in the water and she told us she was going to grow up to be a swimming teacher. There was just one little problem- she wouldn't get her face wet. So if there was anything that required putting her face in the water she refused to participate. You can see how this might be an impediment when learning to swim. So we waited a little bit and then signed her up for the beginning class again. Once more she loved going to lessons, she loved her teacher but she wouldn't put her face in the water. So I let a longer amount of time pass. A year went by and at the very end of the summer- right before heading back to school- I signed her up for the beginning class for a 3rd time. We went pretty early in the morning and her whole class was just 2 kids- and the other kid is a good friend of hers. She decided that she was going to be brave and start putting her face in the water. She was amazing! When that session ended I thought I better keep her in lessons to build on that momentum. So here we are a little more than a month since she decided to put her face in the water: (In the first video she is the second one to swim, in the purple swim suit)
Dylan made me these hearts as an anniversary gift. Sweet, huh? Ten years ago I was newly graduated from college, in love and ready to get married! Well, technically I was freaking out about getting married, which probably made Ken feel super good. Most of you know this story and the rest of you probably don't care, but it's my blog, so ppppthhhht! Ken lived across the street from me during our last year of college (but curiously, we were 24 and 25. Oh, how I love BYU). He and his room mate spent many evenings, and when I say evenings I really mean late at night, in my living room talking to my room mates, Laura and Cheryl (hi guys!). I would emerge from my basement lair, tell them to pipe down and then retreat for my beauty sleep and morning classes. Ken would hang out then go home, watch a movie, go jogging at 3 am and then sleep until noon. Somewhere in there I assume he also studied a bit but maybe not. He probably just showed up and dazzled his professors with his ...
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