Swimming Lessons

So, we have had swimming lessons for almost 3 years and we L~O~V~E them. It gets us out of the house and sadly, it gets us clean. (I have girls with bad eczema and a boy with a phobia of hygiene, so the shower after is perfect) And we used to swim on weeknights but with me starting school on Tuesday, evenings are no longer an option.
Today was the first 9 am swim lesson. And how excited was I when we walked out of the women's change room to find our favourite lifeguard on duty, and 4 of our favourite teachers teaching the classes! Darryl knew exactly how I felt when I walked out and my apprehension visible disappeared.
See, this is Sarah's first lesson not in the little pool. It is her first lesson not with preschoolers. It is her first lesson in the "big kid" classes. And it is my first lesson in truly letting go of the already severs "cord" that I have been pulling back on since they girls started daycare.
And It went...swimmingly. The other girls in her class are also in kindergarten, none listen really well, and they are all pretty new to this class. She even tried to jump into the pool-which is crazy new. She knows one little girl in her class and has had no problem making friends with the other. It is fantastic. But it is at nine in the morning. ngaaaaa. That is a might bit early for me. On Saturday.
Darryl is passing it off as "a great opportunity to get onto the treadmill, or use some of the machines, because the place is practically dead." Good thing I love him or I would probably have poked his eye out.