As I have mentioned, Max loved bath time. Baths were warm and contained. Sometimes he would just start kicking up water and the more we would laugh, the more he would kick. Max's first time in a swimming pool was on our trip to Costa Rica. The pool in CR is cold. Especially compared to the warm, humid air. It is crisp. Ted brought Max into the pool, held him under the arms and lightly moved him around the surface of the water. Max just looked content. It wasn't a beaming smile or a kicking excitement, just a pleasant look on his face. Ted was so happy to be in the pool with his son.
Of course we tried again, this time with a little float seat that my friend Bianca gave us. It was pretty perfect and we stayed right next to him. It may have been that he felt a little more independent or maybe the pool had warmed up a bit. Not sure. But, he was content again.
This little boy brightened up every single day. Seeing his smile, I still smile through my tears. He is the absolute best thing that ever happened to us.
This past Sunday, Ted spent hours in my mom's pool. The temperature of the water was in the 80s. It was like a giant bath. Max would have loved it.