Swim School...not so scary these days! :)
Swim school has been going much more....swimmingly these days! :) When Wallace aged out of his baby and me classes the swim school recommended we put him straight through to the Preschool 2 class. Likely it's for 2-year-olds, so for Wallace that's probably right on target. "/ He cried for the first 3 and a half sessions. He'd search us out in the small crowd of parents behind the glass and pretty much make us feel like we were torturing him. So, we started hiding behind stuff... You could hear his moans and wails...it was horrible... I would apologize to his instructor when he'd meet me at the door with him after class. The guy never seemed phased by Wallace's crying. Then suddenly, in his fourth week, he just stopped crying and started enjoying himself!
After swim school we headed to Houston for a sing-along screening of Grease in the park with my sisters and some extended family. I will briefly gripe about the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion.... This is a beautiful venue....but it is a place of "NO". For this being a "family-friendly" event, I was a bit miffed by a few things.
1. No fancy pants cameras! What the spank!? You're screening Grease, not the new Star Wars movie...who doesn't already own a copy of Grease? So I got no fun pics of the family, and I was really looking forward to it because the lighting before the movie started would have been beautiful.
2. No strollers.... Do what? Why the heck not? I can understand it down in the seats so people don't injure themselves if there's an emergency evacuation, but I am struggling to understand what would cause the need for an emergency evacuation at an outdoor pavilion. And why can't you have strollers on the lawn? I'm not really a stroller person, but if I was I'd probably be even more miffed by this one.
3. No having fun! I might be exaggerating here a little, but here's what happened. My little ones were extremely stir crazy, so we would walk them way up the hill where very few people were (just other running kids like mine and my sister's), and we'd dance and let the kids play. The girls were running around and log rolling down the hill when the buzz-kill workers came along and said "someone might get hurt." Ugh! Are you kidding me!?!? I hate our litigious society. My kids can't even roll down a friggin hill! I am a firm believer that if my kids get hurt doing something stupid, no matter where it occurs, that's pretty much on me and my kids... Am I the only person in the world who wouldn't hold the facility accountable? Apparently so...
Aside from that, and the near-TSA screening to get in, we had a pretty good time. But I can't show you any evidence of that since my camera was in the damn car.
Okay...I'm off my soapbox now...
Back at Sarah's house the kids had a great time playing together!