Julia still with the sniffles. I debated skipping swim lesson this morning but in the end decided she was ok enough to go.

The first class was late getting started so our class was combined with them. LOTS of people -- I hope next class doesn't get combined again. Ugh. The domino effect where one baby starts crying and then they all start doing it is rough when it's 16 kids!

But Julia had a good time. Bobbing around, trying to blow bubbles in thr water, splsshing, checking out the other babies and this year's new thing... sitting on the wall while I count to three and then jumping into my arms. This is hysterically funny to her.

All the babies, including Julia, sobbed when the teacher took them. Julia signed "milk" at me every time he took her for her turn around the pool. Whenever she saw him coming for the kids next to her or her herself, she'd start trying to climb up my body to get away. She simply doesn't remember him from last year and having been through this once already I know after a few more classes all the kids will chill out.

These first few classes though... murder on the ears.

She tolerated going under water but it's been too long since last year so I've forgotten the pace. The teacher told me my position was fine but to slow it down a bit to make it easier on Julia. Oops. I'll work on it... I can only remember but so much from last year's classes.

Couldn't find my blue Speedo so had to wear the purple one. Fit fine. Smaller than the blue one. Woo.

Hung out afterwards for lunch with the other moms. One mom I talked to actually has run the Disney marathon before so we talked about that. Another mom speaks Spanish like I do, and one was actually the class of '89 to my '93! Imagine! Meeting a person from my high school in Panama. Small world. So weird.

Everyone seems friendly but it is different than my AP playgroup for sure. I'm not sure how I feel about it yet.