It's official. Nic is finally in the ranks of deep swimmer-dom. We did 14 laps together the other night ("You are *good* at this, mom!"), and he did another 6 with whoever he could hijack to swim along in the deep water with him.
But he's doing it. Eight years ahead of schedule, no less.
Gabriel growled at me. He didn't like me spending this kind of time with Nic, but he *can* do it, too--he just doesn't *want* to, yet.
Summer at the pool will be easier because he'll be able to keep up with his peers. Gabriel will be less of a worry and more flexible, too.
Good stuff.
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