Every summer we spend as much time as we can at Grandma's pool. Until now my son has only wanted to play on the steps. He is afraid of the water and hates anything (even water) in his face.
Hair washing and hair cuts have always been a nightmare.
No matter how many times I told him he was safe with me and that I would teach him to swim, he would not get in the pool even with a swim ring or in a float with me holding him.
That is until this year! Finally he decided he was tall enough to walk out in the shallow end and not drown. He paddled around in a swim ring and even let me hold him on his back and practice floating. I was so proud of him and he was proud of himself. With any luck, he will let me teach him how to swim!