“No, Mamma, you have to come in with me. What if I drown?”
Had my son not been so excited about going swimming, I would not have taken him at all. Had he not insisted, I would have been outside, fully clothed.
Would I have seen on time that his head was under the water and that he was drifting? Would I have been able to reach him on time, and get the water out?
Should I blame myself for letting him bully me? Or thank his intuition for his still being alive?