This summer when the kids did swim camp, another mother said that when they can pass level 4, they have reached the point of being able to swim and not die. After that, she said, they are just learning new strokes. In level 4, they master the free style.
So level 4 was our benchmark. Matthew is a proficient swimmer, I am not. I am able to not die, and I can float on my back like a champion, but putting my head under water without holding my nose is something I only tried a few months ago. Swimming seemed like a good life skill for my children so once they finally agreed to lessons I mandated they couldn't quit until after they passed level 4. To sweeten the deal, Matthew and I agreed to take them to Great Wolf Lodge after they both passed.
All of this takes us to tonight when Boy Howdy passed his level!! Hallelujah! Tonight was going to be his last night of swim lessons no matter what because Matthew and I felt his skills were good enough and Boy Howdy had grown frustrated with being told he was close to passing but not yet.
What a reward for him that he got additional external validation. He was soooo excited and he really has turned into a solid swimmer. It was fun for me to watch him swim, his movements so fluid and graceful even. I'm so glad he has that evidence that hard work and dedication really do pay off.
Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Sunday, December 1, 2019
Testimony and Scrambled Eggs
This morning, Doodah had a couple of firsts.
He wanted scrambled eggs which I was not willing to make him on Fast Sunday. He asked if he was old enough to make them on his own. I turned the stove on for him and supervised, but he did it all with very little help. I think he may have been more excited about making eggs by himself than learning how to ride a bike (something he is getting but I wouldn't say he is proficient yet).
At church a couple hours later, a girl in his primary class got up and bore her testimony. Doodah and Chewkie were shocked, that was something they could do?!?!? Doodah could hardly contain his enthusiasm for wanting to bear his own testimony. I asked him what he wanted to say, making sure it was appropriate, and then made sure he knew how to end in the name of Jesus Christ. Again, he was all excitement going up to the stand and waiting for his turn (all by himself). His testimony. He knows the scriptures are true even though he never witnessed the events. What a great day for my darling son.
He wanted scrambled eggs which I was not willing to make him on Fast Sunday. He asked if he was old enough to make them on his own. I turned the stove on for him and supervised, but he did it all with very little help. I think he may have been more excited about making eggs by himself than learning how to ride a bike (something he is getting but I wouldn't say he is proficient yet).
At church a couple hours later, a girl in his primary class got up and bore her testimony. Doodah and Chewkie were shocked, that was something they could do?!?!? Doodah could hardly contain his enthusiasm for wanting to bear his own testimony. I asked him what he wanted to say, making sure it was appropriate, and then made sure he knew how to end in the name of Jesus Christ. Again, he was all excitement going up to the stand and waiting for his turn (all by himself). His testimony. He knows the scriptures are true even though he never witnessed the events. What a great day for my darling son.
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