We've just finished up another week of swim school. Again, Grant didn't want to go. And again, he ended up being a star.
I've been busy at the chapel while mom and dad have been out west for the past three weeks paying up to 5 bucks a gallon for diesel fuel.
Grant's first day of summer school started today. He was happy to go-- until we got to the door of his room. He just couldn't pull it together enough to walk in by himself.
After seeing the tricks he can do in the real pool, it's almost ridiculous to see him in the baby pool.
We're leaving for Destin on Saturday. We're looking forward to some R & R and Grant is looking forward to burying Daddy in the sand.