
Last year at the Lake, Isaac couldn't have cared less that there was a Lake to swim in. I mean, hello, there were rocks to climb. This year was a totally different story. With a swim class under his belt, a life jacket on and older cousins to keep up with, swim swim he did. Paul and I were amazed by his water confidence as he paddled around on his front, and then his back without any prompting! Here's to hoping this is the beginning of a lifetime love affair with swimming (but I'm not biased at all). This year Max had no interest in to water, so maybe next year he'll be doing the backstroke, too.