But I kept a calm voice and told her that she should be ready for this class. And if it turns out that the class is too advanced, we'd just move her to another class. When we arrived, the four other girls in the class were around the same age as my daughter. She ended up loving the class! And maybe because of peer pressure, she stopped staying glued to the wall and would swim when it was her turn. Was she the best swimmer in the class? No, she was probably near the bottom, but she's enjoying the class and working hard.
After the class, I asked her if it was too advanced for her, and she said it wasn't! Yay! We took her swimming yesterday, and she was doing great. It looks like everything she learned is clicking. Finally!
Today is my turn to be nervous, however. It's my daughter's first day of summer camp. When she was in preschool, she'd go to camp at her preschool or at a local park. Both places primarily provided arts and crafts and water play. Not the camp she's attending this year. She's going to big-kid camp! It's about a half an hour away from the house. It's very much like sleep-away camp, but as a day camp. They have big bouncers, pool with a huge water slide, horseback riding, archery, go carts, petting zoo, zip lines, fishing, boating, among other things. I'm a nervous wreck. My daughter is not the world's most athletic girl, so I'm hoping these activities don't cause major injuries of any kind.
The other reason why I'm a nervous wreck is that my daughter has no behaviorist there to help her. She's going to have to negotiate the social complexities of the other kids and handle the many transitions during the day completely on her own. Yikes! She does have some friends from preschool in her group. And I know some boys from her elementary school are attending the camp too that she might see in passing. I'm sure that she'll have a great time, but I feel sick to my stomach.
Speaking of feeling sick to my stomach, one funny thing is that the counselors all go by nicknames. I guess so that the parents (or the older campers that develop crushes) can't track them down on the internet. Some of the names I saw included Princess and Nemo. Before I left, I had to track down the nurse to give her my daughter's epipens. Princess pointed the nurse out to me and said, "Oh, there's Pepto! You can give her the epipens." I just found it extremely funny the name the nurse gave herself. Maybe some Pepto will help soothe my nervous belly!