After a failed attempt to get her to play in the kids area, SS whined and said "home." She associates water time with her Baba and does not enjoy herself if he is not there. There's an exception, the love of her life, JJ. P was sad that SS did not enjoy herself, but I reminded him that it was a good sign. A sign that the steps we have taken due to our concerns about her attachment are working. It's a PITA to have SS wear hats indoors, keep her from touching and being touched, and have ignorant souls questioning our judgment and the validity of our concerns. But the pay off, no matter how small, brings such peace to us.
The other positive aspect of having a water freak is swimming. With SS's issues, handing her over to a swimming instructor would not have been an option. We are fortunate that P has the training and experience to teach his daughter. Although I was a bit hesitant about taking part in the "teaching," I am not only enjoying myself, but building trust with SS. Swimming is such a great way to bond. SS is helpless in the water (she has yet to get that memo), and must rely on us and trust us to keep her safe. Who knew there was fun to be had in this process?
SS is now swimming a longer distance between us, and the day before yesterday began to raise her head out of the water when she gets close to us. Now we wait for her to raise her head before we pick her up. On that same day, she also gave us a scare. Before we headed to the pool, SS was watching a video of her favorite twin sisters from China. One of the girls (only 3) was diving into a pool head first (wearing a PFD). We did not think much about it at the time. Later, when SS was jumping into the pool, she went in head first, and that took us by surprise. Geniuses that we are, we were wondering where she got that from. SS is very lucky that she is not saddled with our defective DNA. The funny thing is that SS is rather tentative about jumping in and must hold our hands. She is such a beautiful walking contradiction.
The Abus are ready for SS's visit. How come she gets a chair and we don't? They even bought her a doll. It appears that they are determined to make a girl out of my fabulous tomboy. Thank you Abus for thinking about SS's comfort.
Meet P, the fashion dude:
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