First you're another Sloe-eyed vamp.
Then someone's mother, then you're camp.
Then you career from career to career.
I'm almost through my memoirs.
And I'm here.
We loved swim lessons with Ms. Cathy last year, so we went back. These were the first two swimming posts, if you'd like to see how things started off: Fish, Fish II.
This year, we enrolled in just one session, but rescheduled two of the eight lessons for later in the season. We couldn't be prouder of our little water monster.