Mermaid?

Yesterday I wasn't feeling so great and Poopy was picking up on that. She only slept about an hour - she was grouchy - sitting on my head and kicking me repeatedly.

I decided to give us both a break and go swimming.

She's not a child that is scared of the water - she's just not been crazy about going under. We do the "one, two, three" and dunk her. She always comes up looking so surprised - even if that's the 100th time we've done it that day. I've taught her to plug her nose to go under as well. She much prefers plugging my nose though - and pulling me under.

So, yesterday I put her on the steps to play. She had a rubberband that she was happily playing with. I was standing a few feet away from the steps. She saw me, and jumped off the steps to get to me. My heart stopped - literally. Those steps seemed like miles. I got her above water.

No surprised look.

She laughed her ass off. So proud of herself for swimming.

I put her back on the step. She plugged her nose and submerged herself.

I stood back a foot or so and she launched herself at me again.

Laughing.

By the time Abel got home, I swear she almost drown 20 times. All of the sudden, she's completely fearless in the water.

My life is now shorter several years.

She's not a mermaid..............yet. She is in training now.