Mr. Hall, pool boy in residence, doing his morning maintenance.
When the wee Mac was one years old, I had a thing about his nuk. I didn't want his nuk to be taken away. Mac was calmer with the nuk. More pliable and cuddly. My son is, as they say, all boy. He is constant motion, imagination and spitfire. Good stuff.
Mr. Hall, in no uncertain terms, took the nuk away. I was upset by the whole deal. Mac, not so much.
Needless to say, this issue was once again raised when we let him loose in the pool.
Behold, the four year old Mac, all little boy goodness, with his swimmy!
Sigh. I am a fan of the swimmy. A BIG RABID FAN. Mr. Hall felt it was time to take the swimmy away. Let the boy learn how to really swim he says. He's never going to learn with that thing on he says. And he took the swimmy away. Just like that.
It was really scary for me, letting Mac swim without it. But he can. And OOOOH CAN HE!! He is thriving without the swimmy. He is diving down, with his wee swim goggles, fetching the swim sticks. Now Mac doesn't want to wear his swimmy anymore.
AND there ya go. My son is growing up too dang fast. sniff sniff . . .