I took Corwin swimming this evening at the YMCA where he has his swimming lessons. As we pulled in the parking lot Corwin started singing “YMCA”. I grilled him later and he said that he had heard it during P.E. Later he told me that he knew how to spell “YMCA” – ‘Y’ ‘M’ ‘C’ ‘A’. I told Corwin that he was very clever. I tried to convince that it meant “Yes, My Corwins Attack” but he didn’t believe me.
I took a book with me to read. Not while Corwin was swimming, which I watched, but to have something to do while he got dressed afterwards. Corwin is not the very fastest dresser. Just like in the morning, I had to prod him now and then to prevent a complete freeze up. For instance, after I made him take off his trunks he just stood there, naked and shivering a bit. I asked him if he ok with going back to the car naky which jarred him in to drying off. A few more prods and he started putting clothes on. The book was handy. It gave me something to do and after every 4 pages or so I’d prod Corwin again to keep him active.