This Monday, Carter took his first class. A swim class.
Clad in slightly too big swim trunks and a toothy grin, Carter took to the water with four other toddlers, coincidentally all as blue-eyed as the pool.
He loved it. LOVED. IT. I knew he had a passion for splashing in the bathtub, but guys, I think we’ve found one of Carter’s innate talents. The other parents started asking me how long he’d been at it, because he kept trying to swim by himself. Like, “Oh, no big deal. Here I am. Just swimming.” He was such a natural.
