I Angry

Jackson is taking swimming lessons again. This class is supposed to be child in the water with teacher, parents on the side cheering on. But not my kid. He is unwilling to get near the pool without me in it. I arrived at the first class straight from work. In my suit and heels. The manager asks me if I brought my suit. Um, if you mean my business suit, then yes. So that class was a disaster. Then we had to skip two weeks because of his stitches. So I wasn't sure what to think when we went to class last week. The good news is he will "swim" if I am in the water. He seems to have forgotten how to hold his breathe, so that's a little bit of a problem. But in between participation times (when the other kids are swimming) he sat on the side of the pool and cried. He kept telling me "I angry". I'm happy that he can verbalize anger. But in this situation, I had to ignore him. Here's hoping he gets the hang of this quickly and starts swimming with Ms Becky!