Just keep swimming

Norah loves the water, like totally loves. Bath time = best time of her day. So today when I took her swimming at my parent's house, I figured she'd be in heaven. Giant bathtub, right? It started out great, she was splashing and laughing and acting generally merry. Then Rylie dove off the diving board and went underwater. Norah freaked out. Then when I took a dunk to wet my hair, Norah was in hysterics. Apparently people disappearing underwater is traumatizing, who knew? So, to get her over this fear we're going to be spending a lot more time at the pool. Naturally.