We recently got back from our summer trip to visit my family up north. We stayed for 10 days, except GW (the husband) flew back after 4 days to go back to work (being a grown-up can suck). So Mom made the drive back down south with me the following week, since I wasn't sure I was up to doing 500 miles in the minivan with a 4-year-old and an infant. She stayed here with us for another week, and it was really great. Av, the 4-year-old, learned to swim underwater on the 4th of July, in our backyard pool. We were all in and out of the pool all day, and Mom had gotten her to try taking off her swimmies and floaty vest, her normal pool uniform (she calls it her "gear"). Anyway, she was proud of herself for hanging out in the water without it, and after a while I handed her a pair of goggles to see what she would do with them. She immediately strapped them on, held her breath, and plunged down to see what it looked like underwater. The goggles erased all her fear, somehow. This led to propelling herself around with a version of the dog paddle. We all whooped and cheered and took lots of pics and video.
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