What a day for the new 5 year old. He started out playing so well at soccer and then somehow he ended up on the ground with cleat going into his eye. Tears on the field and an immediate bruise made it a tough sell to get him to finish the game. I felt awful on the sideline. I was torn about running up and getting him when he was laying there crying or letting him shake it off. There was no shaking it off. We rushed to his "favorite" swim lessons to find out he had a sub. Not 5 minutes into the lesson the teacher figured out he doesn't like going under water. He dunked him with his mouth wide open in protest and when he came up he then puked up all the water he choked on. At that moment one of my worst fears happened. They announced... Clear the Pool. All eyes were on Jack and then me. In attempt to make it seem better I reassured everyone it wasn't poop and it wasn't really throw up just swallowed water with a couple snotty things. I don't know if that was helpful, but it made me feel a little better clearing it up. In pretty sure we just took about 20 steps backward im swim lessons but we will see.
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