This is our first year of entering the world of city recreation. I signed PB up for t-ball, and then later for swim lessons. C and I took the mommy and me class as well. T-ball was fun. PB was often found sitting down and digging in the dirt. C liked the dirt as well, they were always fifthly after a game. PB loved to get the ball, and had a tendency to get upset if someone else always got it. He didn’t quite get the idea of teamwork. Sometimes it was hot, boring, and a little long. But sometimes PB did a great job of chasing balls and swinging too.


Swimming lessons was well worth it. PB went from having no desire to go under water at all, and freaking out if he did, to voluntarily dunking himself. He wouldn’t go down the big slide, sometimes even with a parent, but now he goes down by himself again and again. Mommy and me was actually pretty good. Curtis squealed in enjoyment most all of every class. He loved everything, except getting dunked but he’d tolerate that.