Once we got to the pool we had a blast! Although I kept thinking how it will be the last time I'll see them for a while we all had a great time. Jocelyn is turning into quiet a little swimmer for a 3 year old! Kenleigh was doing really well too. I had to swim out to her once because she was doing laps with a girl she had met at the pool and she looked like she couldn't swim any more. So I swam out to help her. As I turn around I see Joce swimming out towards me, by herself, she wasn't wearing her floaties. I assumed she would stay on the step. It freaked me out! I had just rescued Kenleigh in the deep end and was now trying to keep both of us afloat to rescue Jocelyn. So I was swimming with all my might to save little joce. Which I grabbed her and swam for the steps. When we got there I told Joce to stay on the steps. It had worried me. I told them "I just saved you and I don't want to be in that position again." It scared me. Perhaps my scared response came off like I was upset at them because Joce started crying. Which after having time to really think about it. I think I she was fine but it frightened me that she wouldn't be able to swim when in reality she was ok and my reaction scared her. After a while she calmed down. But I was still traumatized by the incident.
Then on our way back, almost the second we got out of the gate, Jocelyn trips and scrapped her knee. So I end up carrying her. My hands were full with the pool bag and now her. Thank goodness we didn't bring a long noodles. We were halfway to the house when my flip-flop gave out on me. So I ended up with Jocelyn on one side, with me still carrying her, Kenleigh walking next to me, the pool bag on draped across my body, and now carrying my shoe. All while looking like a drenched homeless person with one shoe on and the other off. I'm sure it was quiet a site to see. And definitely a story to remember! I will never forget today!
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