One of Kipp's patients turned us on to the "Swim Nazi" as she's known by those who have graced her backyard pool at some point over the past 38 years!!! We were fore-warned, she's a stickler on parking (apparently her HOA is pretty strict), no parents allowed (in the backyard, that is) and no lingering - get in, get out. period.So we signed up, showed up at the time we were supposed to, parked where we were shown, I didn't try to sneak-a-peek through the locked gate and 15 days later, Kipp & I (along with all the other anxious parents) were allowed to the final class for a showing of all they learned.
Getting her ring off the bottom step... she picked blue, of course!
"Goin' crocodile hunting!" Mrs. Margaret, along with her assistant, Jacob each had toy crocodile's that the kiddos had to swim towards & "catch".
She also teaches how to roll onto your back & float.
Jumping off the side and swimming to Mrs. Margaret
Then they swim to the side, where they learned how to get out on their own.
Use those elbow little girl!!!
Next, jumping off the diving board!
Aaaaaaannnnndddddd, this is where my camera battery DIED!!!! Doh! Oh well, it was fun to watch without hiding behind the camera. So proud of our little fishy!
