water baby

Oliver went swimming for the second time today, at our local public swimming pool. While it can be tricky with all the big 5-7 year-olds shoving and splashing each other in what I believe is supposed to be the baby pool, Oliver loves it and can't get enough. We tend to stay for about an hour, but my guess is he'd spend the afternoon kicking and splashing and floating around if he could. About time he puts his kicking legs to good use (for those who haven't seen first hand, they almost NEVER stop going, which might also explain why he can't keep weight on - he has the metabolism of a humming bird!). Anyway, here are a few shots from today's adventure (pictured with him is Auntie Kelly, while Mummy stayed safely behind the camera!).