I had promised to take Judah swimming after he waited out my Yoga class at the gym’s Kids Club. However, his cool surfer dude board shorts are MIA. So in a panic to make it to my class on time and not disappoint a 3 year old, we dashed to Sports Basement en route to the gym. This was the only child sized swimsuit they had in stock.
The stigma of a Speedo swimsuit must be genetically encoded in the male DNA because promptly after I put it on him he stuffed himself in the locker next to him saying, “I don’t want anyone to see me. I’m a shy guy.” Luckily, when faced with the prospect of swimming in a Speedo or going home to take a nap, he quickly got over it. Even posed for this photo. I just hope he’s not scarred for life.