swimmingly.

Here's a pictures of our future Michael Phelps. Rowan's been loving the swimming lessons this year. A huge difference from last year where he spent most of his time reading the letters on the walls of the pool room.

He's been jumping in and out of the pool and swimming (with his floatee) without holding on to Daddy. Pretty soon he'll be off to class with Andy and Daddy will have to start swimming with Henry!

In other news, we made some progress around here this weekend. We emptied out the basement to start work on the new "playroom" this week, and we are moving forward with converting the playroom back to a bedroom -- thanks to lots of babysitting by mum mum and papa. The clock is ticking. . . let the countdown begin!

swim class.

Saturday was the boys' last swim class of the year, and it is amazing to see the progress that they have made from the first to the last class. I was bursting with pride as I watched Andy swim across the pool without holding on to the instructor (just a floaty). And Rowan went from crying the first time he got into the pool to jumping and splashing away as soon as he sees the water. Such progress in such a short time! Truly, something to be thankful for!