Last year, I wanted Lexi to take swim lessons with a teacher that lots of people recommended. He turned out to be one of my brother's old friends from scout camp. The day before the classes were supposed to start, he and his wife got a call that some babies were available for adoption. All I could think was that it a wonderful excuse for him to cancel, even though I was sad that she wouldn't have the swim lessons.
This year, I wanted to make sure the lessons happened. I called a few weeks ago and was thrilled when her lessons started on Wednesday. She is doing very well, even though she tries to negotiate/complain/cry her way out of being dunked.
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