Yesterday, Labor Day, Claire and I needed to get out of the house to give Mama some time to work. Typically, I can take her to the pool and sit there reading or grading or enjoying her splashing in the water. She is soooooo GOOD by herself in the pool. but today I decided I was going in. I am not a big go inner so it was something new for me.

Our problem is that when Claire swims with her family, she messes around. So as soon as we hit the water, she didn’t want anything to do with working on her lessons. A few times I was able to steal her noodle and force her to do some work. A few times she was kicking and flipped into an airplane. She did well when I forced her, but mostly she wanted to mess around. We did have a nice time though.

Today was her weekly lesson. I shot some good video of her doing airplanes and supergirls (with NO help!). Somewhere along the line her teacher, Miss Maribel, mentioned something about her red eyes and something about milk. I had no idea what she was saying, and sometimes she’s a but goofy (but lovable!). I quickly forgot about it, and after getting home, getting dinner, and popping in a DVD, I noticed Claire was cranky. She kept rubbing her eyes, and we were worried. She was very upset and they looked like they hurt.

Finally I decided I was calling SwimKids. Zoe put Chris on the phone, I explained who I was and what my concern was. He immediately told me to lay her down, pour drops of milk on her eyes, and make her open them. He said the PH levels were higher than usual today and Milk neutralizes the acids. I thought he was off his rocker. Milk in her eyes! Mooo. Cow’s milk? So I dragged her into the room, held her down, dropped milk into her eyes, comforted her while she cried, and then nothing. No rubbing. No real pain. Some whimpers from being held down and milk poured into her eyes, but she was fine! Really odd, but a helluva thing.