We just got back from Grandma and Grandpa Larson's lake house in Missouri. Grandma Connie and Paul were supposed to meet us down there, but we're able to make it. That was a bummer, but the kids, Grandma Betty and I still had tons of fun. Our days went like this "eat, swim, eat, nap, swim, eat, sleep" then repeated the next day. We all had a great time in the water. Caleb and Seth both tried their hands at diving for the first time. Seth was catching on pretty well, but Caleb had trouble getting his head in before his body. He braved it out, though, doing belly-flop after belly-flop. He has a way of making something simply into a science project. He just couldn't understand the projectile of his body and how he wasn't able to make his head go in first. It probably didn't help that he still holds his nose with one of his diving hands. He's pretty convinced that if he only had a nose plug, he'd be diving like an Olympian.
Gracie still totally avoids entering the water at all, and spends her time on the shore drawing with chalk and using buckets to wet down the sidewalk. Ellie, on the other hand, is a water-baby. She can't swim yet, but with the built-in floaty thing in her swimsuit, she doggie paddled all over the place. Noah followed her. He's a bit more timid when it comes to swimming in the water, but I guess he figures if Ellie can do it, so can he. If that boy can get his coordination figured out, he's going to be a natural swimmer with his long, lanky body. And Grandma, well, she wore me out just watching her. She was the diving instigator and she gave the boys a run for their money on doing all sorts of jumps off the dock (although, to my credit, I am still the queen of somersaulting into the water. Ha :) Till next time....
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