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Sunday, September 17, 2006

Splish Splash


It's fun to swim at the Y-M-C-A! Jeffrey started swim classes today at the local YMCA. We were unsure how he was going to react. Over the summer, we took him to Six Flags Darien Lake for the Gates Ambulance picnic and he certainly did not like the kiddie pools there. But in his defense, they were very cold and full of obnoxious children.

Armed with towels, a camera and a bag of swimmie diapers, we ventured forth to the pool where the class was held. At first, he was a little concerned by the water. Thankfully, it was pretty warm. Soon, he was splashing and kicking with the other babies.

As you can see from the picture, it's not really swimming lessons. To my dismay, Jeffrey will not be able to do the 400m Butterfly after this. The whole class consists of parents walking around the pool while singing to the babies as they hold them. Sometimes they get to sit on a floating mat in the middle of the pool – that's when we sing "No More Monkeys Jumping on the Bed". Sometimes we put the mat on the edge of the pool and "slide" the babies into the pool.

Jeffrey especially likes singing "Pop Goes the Weasel". Mom & Dad have had a tough time, forcefully pushing out the words "Pop pop goes the Weasel, the weasel… pop goes the weasel cause the weasel goes pop" in favor of the more traditional verses. This has posed the toughest time for Danielle, as we're not sure she ever really knew the real words. Her verse sounds like this:

Round and round the mulberry bush,
The monkey chases the weasel.
Something happened, I don't know what,
Pop Goes the Weasel!

We have hope for Jeffrey that he may yet learn the real words to nursery rhymes. After a half-hour, we said good bye to our class instructors and brought him home for a well deserved nap.

3 comments:

ArthurDent said...

Third Base... but not a base for slidin'.

Anonymous said...

Okay.. Danielle's problem with nursery rhymes is her mother's fault!!! Mom didn't know them either, so she made up her own end to them!!!! Hopefully we will have a remedy by Xmas. Grandma got a book of nursery rhymes for Jeffrey.

Sue Fisk said...

Danielle is probably close to my husband's mirror image when it comes to nursery rhymes. In fact, she's probably way ahead of him. He knew NONE when I met him.
Basic children's jokes? Same thing. Case in point:
Sue: Why did the farmer cross the road?
Brian: I don't know, why?
Sue: (Insert inappropriate punchline referring to chicken here)
Brian: WHAT chicken?
Sue: You know, the chicken who crossed the road? Like in the old joke?
Brian: No, never heard it.
Sue: Okay, Brian, Why did the chicken cross the road?
Brian: I don't know, why?
Sue: To get to the other side.
Brian: That's not funny. It's stupid.
Sue: Yeah, but you missed the whole point anyway.