Trapped by the Tide

Yesterday was such a beautiful summer's day. With the promise of rain for the rest of the week, we decided to pack a picnic and go to the beach.  I dutifully checked the tide times and noted that the tide was on it's way in -- perfect! (f.y.i. when the tide is out the water is really, really, really far away -- oh, the miracle of the Bay of Fundy).  We ate our lunch on a grassy spot above the beach, then walked down to dip our toes into the water.

Swimming in Tears

We have survived our first day of swimming lessons -- actually they (Isaac and Aidan) LOVED it!  What a difference from the last time.

Aidan has tried swimming lessons before -- tried might be too generous a word -- he was enrolled in swimming lessons before.  He was all ready, even excited, to go, but when the time came, he wouldn't even get in the water ... tears, many, many tears.  We had been swimming before -- in that very pool -- so I knew that he was not scared of the water, as the instructor suspected, but nothing I said would convince him to get in the water.  He lacked confidence and after 2 lessons, we threw in the towel (the swimming towel, that is!).