Drop Out

Liliana officially threw in the towel for swimming lessons.

She spent last week complaining and crying, "I wish I was grass so I wouldn't have to go to swimming lessons."

This week she swallowed water and threw-up on Monday. Tuesday she woke up at 6 a.m. to cry about how much she hated it, "I am so disappointed. They are too, too awful. You made a mistake in signing me up for swimming lessons at the Y." Then on Tuesday she barfed as we walked into the pool. Just seeing the water must have been too much. At that point the pool director came over and talked to us about moving Lili to a parent-child class this fall.

And it all seemed like such a good idea when I signed them up.