Here he is preparing for his big dive. He already lifted his arms up to his shoulders and took a deep breath, exhaling as his arms went back to his side. Notice the "tightie whitie" training undies. He refused to wear underwear until after visiting preschool last week. I told him he couldn't go until the undies went on. He paused. "You can run faster with them on too," I added, smiling at my stroke of genius. With eyes getting big and a smile unfolding, he said, "Okay, Mom." (Mom, not Mommy?!?! He's getting so old!)
But back to the Olympics.....
Legs turned out, bead necklace on, and off he goes~
Ahhh, no splash. I'd say he's made a strong running for the gold. Or the gold, blue, green, purple, white bead necklace.
He won the gold! Okay, not really...except in my heart. But he did get a medal. In soccer.
That's Treyton's friend, Jeremy. He must have done a pretty good dive from his mom's file too.
I like how the T-shirt that he got from the class is long-sleeved and goes down to his little white socks.
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