He swims like a fish. On his own, in the pool, float-free for hours. In the ocean he was tossed around a bunch, I (or PaPa) was always right there but he never needed my help.
Not only am I thrilled, but I’m also relieved. I can enjoy the pool a little more myself now! We are one step closer to my ultimate plan of reading books in a lounge chair while the kids run helter skelter around the pool.