I can remember clear as clear one summer, many years ago, I was lifeguarding at a local pool when a little boy jumped in and started swimming perfectly. I panicked and watched him like a hawk when his mother came up to me and said he is fine not to worry. I asked her how old he was. Three, she replied. She said he was three…just three…THREE! Wow, he was amazing and I thought at that point I would teach my kids to swim like that. Living by the water I have been adamant about teaching my girls to respect but not fear the water, whether it’s the ocean, bay, or pool. In the winter we swim at the local YMCA about 4 times a week. L is fearless. And while H certainly is not afraid she doesn’t like to go under as much and really likes to warm up on her own. With that said neither one of them need anything but arm swimmies and it’s been like that since they were about a year and a half. L has always enjoyed going under, jumping off the side, attempting to swim and even closes her eyes and falls in backwards. Fearless. Yesterday we took all the kids (cousins) swimming and the indoor waterpark rules were life vests or nothing. L hated the life vest so I took it off and let her jump off the side. She was having a blast; even H was getting into it. I decided to step back a little and see if she could swim to me. Her skinny little legs pushed off the side; she soared through the air and paddled those little arms, head above water all the way to me, a solid 5 or 6 strokes. She did it over and over and loved every second of it! I was/am so unbelievably proud. She is just a crazy little fish and I know by the summer she will be a big girl swimmer with no assistance. Then I can focus on H, my little buttercup.