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Next lesson: Hold your breath

He drank half the pool, which is easy to do when your mouth is open the whole time because you're giggling your guts out.

He found his new goggles more fascinating than anything because their tinted lens color turns the whole world blue (which means the pool probably looks like the Ti-dee-bowl man came to visit).

A twenty-minute lesson goes pretty fast. Especially when he spent a great deal of it talking about how Dash (his imaginary friend, based on the character in The Incredibles) was also taking swim lessons.

As we were leaving the pool, he asked, "When is it going to be Thursday again?"

Overall, two thumbs up to Henry's first official swim lesson. Or should I give it a numeral score with degree of difficulty? Maybe that's only diving. Two laps up? Two speedos up? No...that might mean something entirely different.

Let's just say he had fun and didn't drown. Celebrate the basics.

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