Later in the morning, I met Alex and Enzo at the PCC pool for Enzo's first swim class. He was pretty serious and I think a little nervous about the big pool. But he loosened up quickly, and was soon saying "i want to swim by myself!" He couldn't quite master the first lesson which was blowing bubbles. He tends to breath in rather than out. He got a few mouthfuls and lungfuls of water. He dunked his head under once by himself, and came up shocked and laughing. He got pretty good at kicking his chubby little legs, which proved to be a great source of buoyancy. He was sad to leave the pool, but happy to hear that he'd be back the next day.

Zoe and Enzo were at the corner down the block when I came driving by. I pulled over and Enzo ran to the car, "daddy! daddy!" We walked back up the street and got in the car to go run some errands. Enzo rode in the cart at Costco, and ate a one dollar hot dog for dinner.

He practiced blowing bubbles in the bath, and used the potty before bed time stories. He flopped around for half an hour before finally drifting off.