I was all for signing Ashley up for a gym & Swim class until it suddenly hit me, I’ll have to wear a bathing suit! The gym half of the class I’m cool with. I’ve got a ton of cute sweat outfits. It’s the pool time I’m not jazzed about. Who in their right mind would want to stand on the side of an ice cold pool with a bunch of other broads giving you the once over? I’d send Matt, but I definitely don’t want him giving them the once over.

I think I must be old school. When I was a kid we shivered in the pond while our Mothers sat on the beach sipping Tab and wolfing down Melba toast. In gym class we dodged high speed rubber balls at the mercy of our instructor with no parents in sight. Nowadays you would seem negligent if you were not sitting cheek to jowl with your off spring. I’ve got the perfect solution. I’ll send my Mom into the pool. No one would dare giver the once over and it would be a lot safer for Ashley. Mom’s flotation devices are much bigger than mine!