They had this awesome class where they taught us to blow in their faces, and it made the baby grab a breath. Then you dunk them, and they hold the breath. Let them go, and they start a-paddlin'. It was just so awesome - there were about 6 babies in the class, all swimming around long before they could walk.
I will say, the boy never developed a proper respect for water, though. We had to watch him like a hawk his entire childhood, because he would just start swimming off - like when we stop for lunch on a whitewater river!
Love or fear? Chose again with every breath.
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