It was a regular day.  I saw a picture of a kid's fire truck and I oh so want it.  Barbara said I am getting to big for it and very soon I will only want to ride on my big bikes.  I told her I really am still just a little kid, not a big boy. 

Barbara and I played quietly upstairs in my toy room most of the morning.  Occasionally we would play fireman and my great grandparents could here me running full blast to put out a blaze.

At my swim lesson I swam the length of the pool with Miss Sherrie's help.   I was practicing coming up for air.  I had a couple of rest stops but I am sooo much better than I was a couple of months ago.  A big part of the lesson was spent practicing turning over onto my back to float.  I have done it successfully several times but I still need lots of practice.  My diving leaves a lot to be desired, but just give me time and I will be a really good swimmer.

 Mimz and I went directly to the park after my lesson.  I met a boy named Jeffery, who will be four next month.  We ran and played well together.  Mimz got his mom's phone number so maybe we can meet and play together again.   

Mimz took my picture sitting on the back on Daddy's friend's jet ski.

I played nicely all by myself this afternoon.  I ate a good dinner and enjoyed playing in the bath.  I sure was dirty after playing hard in the park. I never acted tired and did not take a nap.  It was a very good day.