Peter did not want to go to swim lessons today. He mentioned it quite a bit for the 24 hours between lessons. Today was the day they were going off the diving board. It scared him A LOT.

We went. The fated time came, and he headed over with his class. One girl jumped off. Another sat on the edge for five minutes and finally was escorted off the board crying. It was Peter’s turn. He went the edge. He fretted. He got off. Another girl jumped after some deliberation. Peter’s turn again. He walked to the edge…and jumped! I was so proud of him for facing his fears and doing it!

Curtis also went off. He just went for it. It was a little unexpected, but Curtis is pretty good at surprising me.