Five Minute Friday. Where you have a topic that you write on for 5 minutes. This week's topic?
Brown legs dangle over the edge. I can't Mommy. I'm scared. It's deep.
You can do it, Honey. I am right here. You can swim.
But the water is so deep!
Yes, but if the water is over your head, it's over your head. If you can swim in 5 feet, you can swim in 12.
Will you be right there, Mommy?
Yes, Sweetie. Right here. Waiting for you.
Ok, Mommy. I'm going to do it.
Ok. You can do it. I know you can!
Trots to the end of the board. Peers into the blue depths. Looks at me for reassurance. Stands up just a bit straighter. Focuses ahead. Looks down.
Bobs to the surface. Paddles. Looks for me. Huge grin.
I did it, Mommy!
Hauls out of the water and drips on my shorts, small brown arms wrapping around my waist.
Yay! My hero! My Elizabeth.
At 3 years old.
Yes, I still remember the little days.
Sometimes it's not a dive that you need, beautiful and swan like, but a trot and a jump will do the trick.