Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swimming. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

swimmin

Farmy weekend ended with a fun swim in beautiful Lake Superior...


Sand + water + friends.


Busy kiddos.
 
 


The ladies get overdue catch-up time.


More catch-up.


Sand fun and fortress building.
 
 
 


Blog buddies for many years, Abigail & Annabelle met in person for the first time last weekend....by the end of the weekend the shyness and 4 year old unpredictable moods were starting to evaporate and they were ready to chum-around.
 


Time for lunch.


Don't think we could have planned this pic... looks like Nate is helping Melissa carry things!


Many many thanks to our weekend hosts!


Look out for these three!
 
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Sunday, May 29, 2011

swim class!

Swim class with Georgia! Papa and Abby are swim class experts, but Mommy and Nate finally went for the first time to watch. We snapped lots of photos before being told by one of the lifeguards that no cameras are allowed until the last day of swim class. Oooops!  Rather than let the rule-busting photos go un-viewed, we will post them here. 
 Abby and Papa head for the water ... Georgia and her Daddy were already in the pool!
 
 Being a father-daughter duo was not a prerequisite, but it seems to be the norm for this Saturday at least.....  Notable quote from Abby on the way to the pool: "Maybe when I'm 4 I'll put my head under the water."  In other words, don't you dare get the swimming pool water close to my head.
Swimming with their papas!  As we were all getting ready to head to swimming class that morning, Mommy asked Abby whether there would be chairs near the pool where Nate and I could sit and watch her swim. She thought for a long time and then said "Yes, but only those really HIGH chairs."  You're probably surprised to read this, but no, Nate and mommy did not sit in one of the lifeguard chairs to watch swim class. We sat in the bleachers. With Georgia's grandma!
Abby and Georgia, with purple noodles tied around their midriffs, hold on tight to the lane markers, while their fathers stand close by!
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