It is a big sigh of relief now that Jake can swim. It happened in less than ten minutes. Jake had taken off his little arm floaties and decided to touch the bottom. Once he realized that all he had to do was push back up to get to the top; any fears he had went away.
He is very much like me in this regard. He never wanted to practice swimming for the most part. He is very slow to take on a new challenge. Once he does though, he does it with vigor. He was a regular fish after those first two minutes of swimming solo. It makes me wonder whether he has observed and taken on my cautious tendencies, or whether he is hard wired with them.
He was very pleased with himself and so was I. I loved that he has gained a new level of independence and that he is so proud of his accomplishment. Again, if God is a Father, then his heart responds similarly when we individually (or as a people) overcome obstacles.
He couldn't wait to show his mama, so we went back to the pool again later that evening. Mama was more prepared - she had the camera in tow.