When Noah was my age, he'd been having swimming lessons for two months.
I'm flat out getting a bath!
But I took to swimming like, well, a duck to water.
We went to our friend's house for an Australia Day BBQ. The pool was very nice and warm.
Not unlike a bath. Or what I vaguely remember a bath to be like.
I put my super-kicky legs to good use and worked up a good frog kick.
Noah starts swimming lessons on Monday. I think I'd like to do more swimming too.
* Mum and Dad don't let me get stinky. It's just that they shower me instead of bath me. You know, because of all the hassle of filling up the baby bath and then, even more troublesome, emptying it afterwards. Hmmm...I bet Noah got to have a bath everyday.
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