Swimming

That is the face I was hoping for at the swimming pool last weekend . . . and it was not the face I got! L has always loved playing in water but I just haven't had the time to take her to a swimming pool. I decided to go last weekend with my mom and three year old niece. How could that not be the most joyous moment of a 17 month old's life?

Well, apparently it was all too scary! The shower beforehand set her off and there was no turning back. I pushed too hard to try to get her in the water and happy. I stood her up in 2 inches of water and she would not put her left foot down. There she was, mom smiling, standing on one foot shaking and crying. Needless to say, she chose grandma for about 20 minutes. She absolutely refused to hang out with me in the pool for the first 20 minutes. When she did I was able to convince her to walk out of the pool until she saw the deathtrap that is a drain! Because she was so cold, she loved the shower after the swimming pool.

Now L is terrified of the bathtub, bathroom, any place where mama might try to laugh and play with water around. 'Tis the life of a toddler, I suppose! Everyday is an adventure!