Swim Team is officially over.
Bittersweet. This was our first year and I had a love/hate relationship with it...mostly love.

LOVE: Their cute little bodies (booties) in those tiny tight suits (and the accompanying pinches to said booties).
LOVE: Swim caps. So cute.
LOVE: Not much gear. Hate lots of gear.
LOVE: Sibling bonding...





LOVE: Hanging out by the pool with the other moms every day.
LOVE: Tiring my kids out with great exercise every day.
LOVE: Watching my kids improve in such a great skill. They swam every stroke.
LOVE: The competition. The self-improvement and motivation.
LOVE: The donuts. The bonding. The tent love.
HANNAH:

Here I go...



JAKE:




Did I win?
ALEX:

Thumbs up mom!




LOVE: My voice getting hoarse from cheering them on each week.
LOVE: Ribbons of every color of the rainbow.
LOVE: The look of pride on their face when they get first place.
LOVE: The learning experienced by sometimes coming in last place.
LOVE: Coach bonding...(they had some amazing coaches! Especially Mr. Matt Eye-Candy with the amazing butterfly stroke!)

LOVE: Friendship bonding...




LOVE: Team bonding and loud, unruly team cheers...

What do I hate, you ask?
HATE: Getting up at the crack of dawn on my beloved Saturdays.
HATE: Giving up a month and a half of vacations and Saturdays. (I guess in retrospect we've still managed to fit in some short trips.)
LOVE: A sport the whole family can enjoy.
I guess I'm feeling the LOVE.
"Eat my bubbles!"
Until next year...