The pool here is a gradual entry pool, and when Rory decided to swim without her life jacket today I thought I’d better keep a close eye on her–as in, no magazine, real watching. It’s so easy to start swimming where you can touch and end up where you can’t.
And she did, about three minutes after she got in. I was pretty far away, and I saw her some up a couple of times, looking a little desperate, and ran for her. I’ve always wondered–if one of them was in trouble in a pool with lots of people in it, would I just point, or would I jump in? Especially on a cold day when the last thing I want to do is get in the water, which is unfortunately what we had today.
I jumped in. And she was in trouble, and i grabbed her, and everything was ok. I don’t really think that’s a big old bonding thing–I’d save a friend’s kid, too, in a heartbeat. But I was kind of pleased to discover that I am indeed the kind of person who goes ahead and jumps in.
Speaking of “what kind of person are you,”, I thought this post I put up on Double X today was funny. I’m still shocked that there are people out there who see time moving in this way.