My first swimming experience

On Saturday the morning started with some gardening. Daddy pruned the lavendulas and relocated some.
While Mummy was doing some weeding.

After this morning program, the whole family was eager to go to the swimming pool in Paks. I was dressed up in my traveling outfit and ... off we go.

In the swimming pool, we were obliged to wear funny caps. I was excluded from this rule, because they did not have the cap in my size.

Look my Mummy and my brothers having fun in the pool...

Here I am, watching mummy together with the boys.

I grabbed the locker key, which they hid in the maxicosy, to indicate that I was also eager to go into the swimming pool.

Here I am, ready to go in my Nijntje swimming trousers. Because they are blue, I look a little bit boyish, but who cares?

Hmm will I like it or not?

The water is colder than at home in the bathtub. But the conclusion is that it was quite OK.

Back at home, I decided to play some piano, together with Mummy.