swimming lessons

Carter started swimming lessons yesterday for the first year without a parent in the pool with him. It has been less than enjoyable for both of us so far. He started off ready to go and excited to get in the pool. That quickly turned in to a 30-minute session of tears. It tore me apart to see my little boy so upset. We discussed things on the way home and he told me "I don't want to go back to Ms Julie's until her pool gets smaller." I guess maybe the size of the pool along with actually having to follow directions had something to do with it. This afternoon we had a bit of a struggle going in, followed once again with tears and trying to bolt out of the pool area. He eventually calmed down...after I was instructed to drop him into the pool. He has taken swimming lessons for two years and she assured me that he could swim and she was right there to catch him. Yet another very difficult day for me to be a part of. We came home and Carter played in the sprinkler. It did my heart good to see him playing and hear him squealing with laughter. He's actually talking about going back to swimming lessons tomorrow, so I am keeping my fingers crossed. I hope things will look up for him.