Swimming Lessons

This past week Daddy Park went to Mexico to ride dirt bikes again with my uncle Dennis and the UTMA.  While he did that, Baby Park and I spent the week in Utah at my mom's house. 

A few months ago, my two sisters-in-law and I bought swim lessons for our little ones on Groupon, and luckily were able to schedule the lessons while I was in town. 

Park had a blast...and loved every thing about the swim lessons.  Well, except when the swim teacher took him for one on one time.  (He developed some MAJOR separation/stranger anxiety after my aunt Libbi took him one day so I could have a day to myself.  For most of the time we were in Utah he would only go to me and Gary...and sometimes my mom)

Here are some pictures of our lessons. 

Me and my swimmer boy.

Happy fishy.

 I learned two things after looking at these pictures -  #1. I need a tan.  Bad.  #2. I need to find a top that better fits my fat nursing boobs.  Yikes.

Park's swimming buddies - Jane with her daddy, Spencer, and Max with his daddy, Jamie

 Park goes all the way under the water...no crying and he holds his breath.

 Here is the start of one of his melt down while the swim teacher took him for some one on one time.

The whole class.