I love that God cares about the little things that matter to us.
Like internet access.
And I know He cares because if it had been up to my ISP I'd still be without service.
Anyways, it's not like I had much time today anyhow.
Cy had his first swimming lesson.
We talked about it for about two weeks.
Over and over again I explained that I couldn't go in the water with him.
I told him I'd be on the other side of the plexi-glass, watching him intently.
That if he was a big boy, I'd buy him an ice cream (yeah, I broke out the big guns).
In spite of all the careful preparation, he cried through pretty much the ENTIRE thirty minute lesson.
Maybe for the last five minutes he finally sat there and WATCHED - without crying.
But he would not go anywhere near the water.
Maybe on Thursday.