swim camp

Swim camp might be the best invention ever. I spent the entire week in the pool. dream come true.

At the end of each day when my mom would pick me up, I would grumble that "I want to stay in the water" or "I want to keep having fun" even though I was exhausted beyond imagine.

We did a lot of serious work but we also had fun. I made a dinosaur in the craft room (and I don't even usually like doing art!). One of my favorite parts about the week was having credit at the concession so I could buy my own treat. The first day I had a cinnamon roll. Then ring pop, ring pop, gummy candy, and I ended the week with a ring pop. If you wonder why I ate so much candy, it's only because the cinnamon roll on Monday spoiled my appetite for lunch and I didn't want to make that mistake twice.

In my group, the goal was to perfect freestyle and backstroke. At the demonstration for parents yesterday, I was able to show off the butterfly that I have started to learn. Yes, you read that correctly: I am five and I am learning butterfly. I had the incredible fortune of being assigned to the owner/headcoach of the camp.

Sadly, the facility where I did my swim camp is about to close forever. It opened 16 years ago and they have taught countless children to love swimming and diving, and they have trained a handful of award-winning coaches. Why, then, would they close if they are so successful? The facility sits on prime real estate and Westlake clearly needs an excess of multi-million dollar mansions much more than the world needs excellent swimmers.

So, if any of my loyal readers have an extra billion dollars or so and want to save a gem of a swimming facility, the developers haven't closed the deal just yet. You have until the end of August . . .