Fearless

My friend, Melanie, and her kids came over to swim this afternoon. She has a boy Andy's age and a girl Sarah's age and they are the nicest kids in the world so everybody gets along famously. The kids swam for almost two hours and had a fabulous time.

Amanda especially loves the pool. I bought her a little boat that has leg holes so she can float around the pool and we don't have to hold her all the time, but she hates that boat. It confines her. She likes to kick and swim and jump. She spent almost the entire time we were in the pool jumping off the side. I had to explain to her several times that you can't jump where the stairs were, but I'm still not sure she truly got that.

When it was time to get out, I gave the big kids a five minute warning and got out with Amanda. She was not happy that she had to be out while the others were still in the pool. I told her very specifically that she was not to get in the pool without Mommy or Daddy already in the pool. She is normally very good when I tell her to stay close and never runs away from me so I thought we were good.

So she stood next to the side and threw dive sticks in for Sarah and Finley and I started to dry off while talking to Melanie. All of a sudden, she just jumped in the pool. I was less than five feet away and was in the pool within seconds, but I was just floored that she had no qualms about stepping in. Who did she think was going to catch her? Did she even care? She wasn't under water any longer than when she was jumping to me, and when I pulled her up she had a huge smile on her face. That is until I scolded her and put her in time out.

The older two would never have done that, but it seems that this one is a little more daring when it comes to the pool. Or more comfortable. Either way, it will make for an interesting, and a little scary, summer.