I have a sweet little 7 year-old boy on the swim team. I am such a sucker for sensitive little boys. I am not very tolerant of the ones that say silly answers to every question after being asked not to. Unfortunately, the sweet little 7 year-old swims like he is riding a bike. His head is up, his legs are very bent, and he doesn't really go anywhere. He improved today. I tried the seesaw analogy. While he had never been on a seesaw! he was able to understand what I mean by head goes down, feet come up.
Dude is asleep and as soon as I get done pontificating, I am going to do something intellectual!
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