Mother and daughter need to aquire guts

Even when perfectly executed life can still not go as desired, as proved yesterday at swimming. We brought all the right stuff, arrived at the correct time, and for thirty minutes the children and I were happy. Then it was time to hand over for lessons: screaming. If she would actually concede to enjoy herself and do her lessons she could probably be at her brother's level in two months. She is a tot-fish. When life was happy she spent the time diving off the steps into the water and swimming...