It makes me so happy to see my kids progress in swimming. Bryce started out the summer giving my serious anxiety-- he wouldn't wear his floaties and thought he'd developed the skills of Michael Phelps over the winter. I worked with him a lot and made tons of progress. He could swim a good distance, and he'd just come up, take a breath, and keep going to make it longer. Even Tessa got pretty good at getting to where she wanted to go kicking around.
Labor Day was so sad and we're already counting down to next June.