Life with boys

19.4.12

I remember

Being first generation Canadian, I spent a lot of my summers in Europe, more specifically in Italy. Tonight my sister sent me a picture of my nephew sitting beside a kid that I mistakened as a girl. She corrected me and it reminded me of something that happened to me one summer in the village. I must have been about 8 or 10....and I loved going to see my grandparents, family and friends. I met a new friend....I thought a beautiful girl will curly longish hair and a love of pink polo shirts. Maurizio (that was "her" name....see where I'm going with this) and I were the best of friends, I got to play with Maurizio's hair, we would hold hands as we walked the streets of the village, we would whisper and giggle together for days. My dad, though, would continuously teased me about my boyfriend but I thought he was just playing with me cause he would always tease me about my best friend in Canada being my boyfriend. Then, one day it happened. For some reason, I realized Maurizio really was a boy....I was heart broken and remember feeling betrayed and when I didn't want to play with him anymore he got really REALLY angry with me and chased me around the village trying to beat me up.....it was his cousin that pulled him off me as I tried to climb a stone wall to get away and I never saw him again....What a memory....I had forgotten about that one for a VERY long time.....

My in the background helping my Nonna making dinner and my cousin in the front. (this was the summer the Maurizio thing happened!)

18.4.12

Swimming

So in about 10 minutes we will be leaving for his swimming lessons. I am probably looking forward to it less then the boy is. We've had to talk to his aunt who has a pool to cajole him into going to lessons so he can swim with his cousins over the summer.....and now he's singing how he hates swimming and will only be taking a shower there before coming home....I don't understand it, he loves being in the water, he doesn't want to wear water wings and he doesn't want anyone holding him, I thought he was fish....so why doesn't he want to learn to swim? I may be the problem. All of our lessons have been mommy and me classes with me getting out of the pool for longer periods of time at each lesson, though the last round he went to two classes and then was clawing at the instructor to get out of the pool. This round, I will not be staying where he can see me.....I will drop him off to his instructor with a kiss and come back at the end of the lesson....like we did at Dance Fit......Cross your fingers it works.

NOTE: Epic fail......I will be calling the club tomorrow to either withdraw him or get him into private lessons. The instructor asked him to get into the pool, when he did, the water went over his head and he couldn't find his footing....the instructor didn't do anything for about 5 seconds....Trust LOST....and he was done

10.4.12

Quotes

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9.4.12

Soccer and Swimming

So, I'm going to try the swimming lessons again with the boy. I know in the past, swimming lessons have been unsuccessful for him in a structured environment though the past lessons have been through the city (not knocking them) This is a boy who wants to be in the water, dunk his face in, jump in and refuses to wear water wings or have me hold him, so we will be doing this round of swimming lessons through out local aquatics club. I have heard fabulous things about them and their approach to teaching kids to swim. He is registered! There are only three kids in his class with one instructor!

After his round of dance fit classes, which he LOVED....I am hoping that he will be more successful in these types of classes. It was after watching his boy cousins play soccer while we away that helped him decide he too wanted to play soccer! So, he is registered for boys summer soccer U4! I got him his little soccer shoes and socks today! Can't wait for that to start....I hope he thrives and enjoys both classes!