This past weekend we took the Muffin Man swimming for the first time. I know there are special swim diapers, but I keep forgetting to order some from diapers.com and, truthfully, I wanted to see Noah in his cute little baby speedo that I picked up at my favorite kids consignment shop. I did have this waterproof plastic underwear thing that I figured would be fine over Noah's regular diaper and underneath the swim trunks, so all outfitted in his swimsuit and hat, I dispatched Noah into the pool with his Daddy. He had a great time kicking and splashing and floating around while Chris held on to him. But after a few minutes Chris noticed that he seemed to be getting heavier and wasn't floating as effectively, and then Noah started to wail. Assuming he was crying because he was cold, I quickly wrapped him in a towel and dried him off. When that didn't seem to appease him, I took him inside to put him in dry clothes, which is when I discovered that the "waterproof" pants I'd put on him were not waterproof at all. His diaper was soaked, and so heavy that the poor kid probably would've sunk like a rock if Chris had inadvertently let go of him. The stupid plastic pants that I thought would keep his diaper dry were nothing but an additional layer of wet, soggy material weighing the poor kid down. Needless to say, Noah was much happier once he was sporting a fresh diaper and dry clothes. Hopefully he wasn't completely traumatized by his experience as a human sponge, and he'll want to go swimming again. I'll feel terrible if I scarred him for life, especially since he's the only man I've ever met who looks good in a Speedo.
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