Z’s swimming 

After evaluating a number of swim schools based on lesson timing, coaches, peers and fees, we finally decided on one school. 

I had definitely created a disadvantage for Z when I chose to deliver him as a year end baby. Our expectations for sending him for competitive swim lessons were not to have a gold medal dream, but for him to develop determination, stamina and height. 

At the first lesson, he cried. It was much to our chargin and surprise. I attributed it to post holiday blues. By the end of the lesson, he was smiley again. 

I guessed it was nice to see him do something that he enjoyed. 

Next up was registering X for a swimming course too. 

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