Some of the little ones clung to their parents for dear life, others were like baby dolls letting their parents do whatever they wanted to them, but not our Ryan. From the moment he entered the pool area he wanted to jump right in. We got there on the early side since it was our first class, but never again. After about 10 laps of walking him around the the pool, class was finally ready to begin and was I ever in for the 30 minute work out of my life! Ryan was ALL over the place - he never went fully under and almost escaped out of my arms once, but he had a smile on his face the whole time and constantly was on the move. This is the happiest we have seen our happy boy in a long time. Oh, and we went to Benihana for dinner with Mike's parents and great-grandparents who were on their way back to New York from Florida.
