The other day the kids wanted to make a habitat for a moth that they'd found. I figured they'd found a little lawn moth or something, so told them to go ahead and choose an "throw-away" container or something to use. They found a cottage cheese container in the Tupperware bin and filled it with mud, since that's what they'd done for the billion snails they'd found after a storm not too long ago.
I wasn't too concerned about them drowning a lawn moth in their muddy habitat, but changed my mind once they dragged me outside to see this moth specimen with my own eyes. This was no mere lawn moth. This was a majestic creature, too regal to drown in a muck-filled cottage cheese container:
This is a tuliptree silkmoth. It's chubby and fuzzy and has an impressive wingspan of 8–11 cm (3–5 inches). Its feathery antennae are quite prominent, which is probably a good thing because we otherwise may have confused it for a butterfly since it's resting with its wings folded together (and typically moths rest with their wings open and flat against their resting surface). But obviously that's not a hard and fast rule.
Benjamin had a blast practicing his dives in the deep end. He can dive in and swim down to touch the bottom of the pool (10 feet) and can dive long and swim across the dive tank without coming up for a breath.
The swim coach walked by while he was diving and remarked on Benjamin's good form, and then proceeded to set up for swim practice...which was about our sign to pack up and leave for the day.
But before we did I casually asked about how many kids were on the team this year because I love swimming and (somewhat) enjoyed my swim team days. I'm sure I would have enjoyed them a lot more if the water had been as warm as it is here in Georgia! But I did most of my swimming in BC and Alberta so...I spent a lot of time crying about how cold the pool was. Anyway, I'm fairly positive Benjamin would enjoy swimming on a team as well. Just today he told me that he was imagining what it might be like to have a whole bunch of friends, rather than just a few.
Poor pandemic kid.
The answer to how many kids were on the swim team is: 150.
One hundred and fifty kids in our teeny little pool?! Sir, this is a pandemic!
That kind of sealed our fate, which is really too bad because I had dreams of my kids being on swim team. That's part of the reason we chose this pool—so we could join the swim team! Unfortunately, while I am by far more comfortable with outdoor activities than indoor activities, 150 children sharing a handful of lanes simply doesn't feel safe or smart to me (though I guess technically they'll be divided into four different age groups).
So, we'll be working on our endurance swimming on our own this summer (at least when the pool is somewhat empty) and eventually we'll join the competitive team and Benjamin can have all the friends.
At least, that's the fairytale I tell myself.