Swimming Lessons Edition.

Cason starts swimming lessons tonight. Oh, my gosh, he is going freak. He's not going to do it. He won't get in the water. Should I bring my bathing suit in case I have to get in with him? No, that's stupid. But what if they ask me to get in and then I don't have my bathing suit? No, they won't ask me to get in. Should I call? No, that's stupid. But what if Cason won't get in unless I get in with him and then I don't have my bathing suit? Should I wear my bathing suit or bring it in a bag? And if I do wear my bathing suit, I'm going to have to do in front of the little swim teacher who probably looks like Jessica Biel. I'm going to call and cancel. Because he won't get in anyway. He hates the water after "the incident." Great, I'm going to have one of "those" kids whose afraid of the water. Buddy, that is NOT going to work in this family. We swim in this family! Oh no, now he's going to feel like I rejected him if he won't get in the water. And then he's going to have an attachment disorder. That's it, I'm canceling. No. I'm not going to do that. Because then, he'll never want to get in the water again. And he has to learn not to be afraid. I'm so glad I have someone to watch Kendall tonight. But what about the rest of the two weeks? I'm going to have one screaming to get in the water and one screaming to get out of the water. If Colin had a normal job, he could keep or go with one kid. No, I'm not going to get myself going with Colin's job. I have enough to think about today. What if they ask me not to bring my kids back to the pool? What if the teacher hates Cason? Will they refund my money if he doesn't ever want to back? Great. Whose idea was it to get him in freakin swim lessons anyway? Oh, mine. Right.

It's exhausting living in my brain.

Swimming lessons start tonight! Guess I'm a glutton for punishment....