Alessia, my favorite three year old, is
usually happy,
Which does not preclude the occasional fall from grace.
This afternoon, she changed her position on swimming.
Alessia decided she did not really want to go swimming.
Her change of mind was first voiced as a mere transition.
A sort of, perhaps she’d rather not swim.
Having tasted the sound and finding it too subdued for the
task,
Alessia started adding volume, and a
tear.
It was not long before a parents promise,
That she would not have to swim, proved entirely inadequate.
Alessia reached full throttle hysteria; we waited for calm.
One hour later, she was reluctant to leave the pool.
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