The swimsuit

Last night I was going to take Van swimming at the AK club with Svea and Finn, she had guest passes that expired that day so it was the only time we could go. And he was super excited to go but I was feeling more and more stressed about being in my swimsuit. Even though its silly, the hormones in  my new IUD weren't making me any more rational. So Andy loaded up Van and by the time I got in the car I was in tears. Van saw me and said, "Mama why are you sad?"

Me:"'wel I'm just scared about swimming"

Van: "why? why are you scared about swimming?"

Me: "Just because"

Van: "but why?"

Me: "well, it's just that I don't look very pretty in my swimsuit"

Van: "Oh it's ok mama, you'l be ok mama. You can swim without your swimsuit. you'll be ok."

Then he waited for a minute to see if I cheered up. When I didn't look overly happy he said as if he was trying to relate, "I'm sad too. I can't get Finn McMissile out of my pocket."

(much to his delight, later he did get Finn McMissile out of his pocket, "are you happy now mama?" he asked. I certainly did feel much better.)

And later that night he said, "why was it that you was scared about swimming cause you're funny looking in your swimsuit?"

That made me laugh and he said "maybe later, Daddy can buy you a new swimsuit."