Stalling....

Last night in my Preschool swim lessons, only two of the boys showed up. Colm, my favorite, was having a great night. Doing back floats by himself, holding his breath underwater for 9 seconds (!!) and just in this cute adorable mood, telling me things like how he can recognize me even when I change my swimsuit (but not if I'm wearing normal clothes.) Then while Isaac and I were taking a spin around the pool, Colm fell (not sure how exactly, I wasn't watching. Bad teacher.) He hit his ear right on the edge of the pool. I could see the bruise forming already. Poor kid, hitting your ear hurts so much. He was crying and I let him go sit with his dad, where he sat in his towel and bawled while holding his head.