Ever since I've been swimming at the Y, even before Steve and I were married, I've been obsessed with water babies -- the splashy "swim" class for infants. In fact, I'm pretty sure that at times I have even said that the main reason I wanted a baby was so I could take him/her to water babies.
Seb is getting to be old enough. In fact, he'll be old enough when the next session starts. And although the class that launched the obsession takes place at the McBurney Y on 14th street, they also have a baby swim class at my "home" Y in Park Slope.
However. I was warned that the class fills. In fact, I was warned that the only way to really get your kid in is to sign them up as a "member" and so they can register a week earlier than the masses. And then I was further warned that since the aquatics (and other) classes are so popular, on registration day they give out numbers at 7am, two hours earlier than registration actually begins. Just like a rock concert. Welcome to Brooklyn parenthood.
I got there about 6:45, terrified that I'd find a line around the block. Thankfully, there was no such line. Although by 7am there was an impressive crowd streaming through the doors to collect numbers. And I was told that indeed on non-member signup day, the line starts forming at 5am. But I was # 2.
Water babies, here we come!
And Seb has his very first photo ID.
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