The Last Bubble Blown

Yesterday, Jillian began a new swim class. Same learning techniques, different kids and teachers. Her teacher, Hannah, could not be there and so there were 2 guys leading the class. Jillian made it to the middle of the pool for an activity and on her walk back, was tearing up, and with a giant frown. She started crying once she hit the wall and I went to see what was wrong. Her "story" was that she had sunscreen in her eyes and she wanted to get out. Come to find out later, she didn't like the boy teachers and wanted to be in the other class with Owen. We talked her into trying the next day when Hannah returned.

Today, she met Hannah and went out to the middle of the pool and was heading back to the wall (any of this sounding repetitive?) and burst out in tears! I went over again, but made no attempt to get her out of the pool, but asked her what was wrong... 

No reply. John came over and had a chat with her at length... No reply. 

Teacher Hannah came over and asked her to get back in... No reply. 

We withdrew her from the class, but promised that we would come on the weekends! She went home happy. 

The only good news of this happening, before the kids went into their classes tonight, Jillian and Owen and I were playing around in the shallow water and Jillian put her face in the water 3 times! Mostly just to dunk her hair, but dunked it in all the same. I AM SO PROUD!