Knowing my mother's love for all things pool, Bob and I decided that the best way to be prepared for triplets and the pool was by taking swimming lessons. I called AquaKids, and for $3 extra per lesson, I could get the boys private lessons without having to commit to a 13 week session and abuse the instructor by making him/her work with one of the kids (it was pretty challenging to find an extra person to accompany me for the five lessons that we took, finding two people for 13 weeks would have been impossible). The lessons were great for Bob and I. The kids love the water, and a pool is just a giant bathtub with a diaper on, so they really enjoyed it. It took Michael a bit to warm up to the idea, but by the end of our lessons he was loving jumping in the pool and kicking to the side. We learned valuable tools to keep the kids afloat in the pool long enough for them to be rescued if necessary, and this gave Bob and I definite peace of mind. All the boys can hold their breath for 5 seconds and are very comfortable with the "kick, kick, kick" and grabbing the side of the pool. Last Friday, the pool opened, and Grandma, Aunt Faith, and the 4 musketeers headed out to enjoy the water. (I wanted to get a shot of the boys to use on their birthday card as well as laying to rest all of my mother's hemming and hawing and naysaying about my willingness to pool with her.) Other than Michael, the kids had a great time at the pool, and by the time we left even Mikey was having a good time. Hopefully we'll go back soon.
Mommy's boys having fun in the sun - people watching, splashing, and soaking up the rays with their 70+ coated skin.
Grandma & Aunt Faith wrangle the boys as Mommy attempts to get the perfect picture for the boys' first birthday card. They definitely earned their keep returning the boys to the staging area. Grandma came up with the brilliant plan to position the boys near a water spout so as to reduce the amount of running necessary to keep the kids in one place.
Aunt Faith takes charge and shows the boys just how much fun the pool can be. It's a good thing we had one pair of hands per munchkin - the pool is treacherous territory.
Mommy's attempts to get a picture of James chillin' in the pool were foiled by his need to explore as much of the area as possible.
James contemplates the next quadrant for exploration.Miserable Michael. Someone forgot how much fun swimming lessons were and decided to dislike the pool, the toddler water park part, and the afternoon in general.
Ryan likes getting wet & wonders, "is this deep enough to splash in?"