The best thing this summer . . . private swimming lessons. After two weeks of lessons last year, Noah still wouldn't put his head under water or get his face wet. No progress. Money wasted. So I found a lady in Kaysville that does private lessons, and trains two girls to also teach, and enrolled both Noah and Davis. Davis really learned the strokes well. And Noah - well, that was a miracle. On the first lesson, he screamed and screamed. The teacher counted to three and dunked him anyway. As he got out, I apologized to her (he may have been screaming that he hated swimming lessons and didn't like her) and she said, "That's ok. He did well - by the end he was closing his mouth when I put him under." And by the end of the week he was back floating by himself, jumping in by himself, and had no problem with his face under water!