Swim Lessons
10/3/2010
Glad “Fame” rocked. This B Kid may just have a future in show business. R-Dub’s coming over tonight so we can go tonight. She forgot that today’s S’s Birthday, so I guess he’ll be eating cake all by himself. How monumentally sad.
Yesterday was a pretty good day (though, of course I woke too early. Why do I ever stay up late when I know I’ll just get up the same time as always?) Xander’s current swim lessons are over so Wendi and he’ll just go to open swim. (Wendi is just sure the Lifeguard will spot her cold sore and throw her out. You there! You in the water! Let me take a closer look at that lip!) His lesson time is now two hours before open swim so we’re not sure if he’ll stay with lessons.
Swim Instructor M is quite a card; while in the pool, he poured some water from his water bottle onto Xander’s head. Xander responded by loudly calling him a moron. (Darn that 101 Dalmations and its saucy language!) Hearing this, Wendi responded by turning into a pint-sized Hulk, picking up Xander by the ear and hurling him out the window, giving all his toys/clothes to charity, setting fire to his favorite stuffed animal Alex, renting out his room to his 2nd grade nemesis and then driving a truck over Xander repeatedly. Or something like that. I couldn’t get the details. Wendi was VERY NOT PLEASED and Xander was VERY contrite while describing the incident to me later.
Later, I taught Xander the Manly Art of Vacuuming, which was very exciting. He is now able to vacuum his room. And he and I went for a walk about the neighborhood. He is hunting for the cat that pooped in our yard last week. We also encountered some neighborhood kids about his age who were going door to door selling Cougar Valley fundraising stuff. Xander’s going to raise some money that way, too but only by the time-honored method of pestering relatives. Grab your checkbook, Tutu! Pretty sure CV kids aren’t supposed to sell door to door.
After that, we threw the tennis ball around. It’s one of those tennis ball/Velcro things. (Not really a mitt but more of a saucer-like device with Velcro on one side and a hand strap on the other.) Xander’s getting…better than he was at throwing. Still, there’s more enthusiasm than control.
Somewhere, he picked up the word “momentum” so everything was “momentum” this and “momentum” that to describe the throws. Sadly, Xander was using “momentum” when he really meant “velocity”. Sigh. He is going to be so embarrassed when I bring this up in the future….
We also tried to avoid the 2,432,501 new spider webs coating the entire property. I’m getting sick of doing my little arachnodance every time I walk into a web. Hope my neighbors don’t look out their back windows early in the mornings ‘cause I’ve just taken to swinging my arms around while walking out to the car. Clears the webs but I must look really goofy while do it.
Well, think I’ll celebrate my insomnia by going to the gym. It opens in 10 minutes
See you!
Brian
BTW: Blueberry Cream Cheese Tarts tomorrow!