My Little Mermaid

As you may remember, Morgan was not quite sure about the pool while on our vacation last summer. Compounding her uncertainty was the fact that several months later, she accidentally swallowed a bunch of water at a hotel pool and threw up a bunch of macaroni and cheese (We were alone. I scooped. Don't swim at the Salt Lake Marriott. I'm just saying.) -

Since then, we have been trying to build Morgan's confidence around water by letting her practice floating in the bathtub.  Morgan is now confident about three things: 

1. Throwing up in the water ends poorly for everyone.
2. While in the tub, Morgan is automatically a mermaid and we must call her Ariel. 
3. "Swimming" actually consists of lying on your back in 3 inches of water. 

As a result of our recent adventures, I am also confident about three things:

1. I am not a fan of the name Ariel.
2. We are never buying her a bra made out of sea shells. 
3. Throwing up in the water does indeed end poorly for everyone. 

Swim away, my little fishy, swim away (just watch out for the macaroni).