Boastful Ben

Macy started her 2nd session of swimming lessons last week. To her dismay, she has a boy teacher, Ben, and three other little boys in her class. The 1st day, it took 5 minutes for her to even get-into-the-pool (the class is only 25 minutes).

Then a female teacher had to get into the water to entice Macy into the pool where she proceeded to have one-on-one lessons for the rest of the class. And the next day, and the next.

Because Macy is so shy.

Let's forget the fact that she was back floating on her own well past the verses of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star last week. And that she used her arms and legs at the same time to swim. And that she was jumping off the diving board and swimming back to the side.

I asked her what the deal was and she said she didn't want to be "in a boy class."

By Thursday, Macy grew more comfortable with Ben.

And apparently, Ben is already comfortable with, you know, Ben.

Because after class, the following statements were made:

Girl teacher: See Macy, Ben's not so bad.
Maybe it's because he's just kinda tall.
Ben: And muscular.

Yes, he did.

Ana was there and we just looked at each other with raised eyes.

I beg to differ with that joker.