The Joys of Swimming

I got exactly what I asked for yesterday - Sawyer decided it was time to swim without his water wings. The devil is somewhere hot laughing his ass off right now because Sawyer has decided that his wings suck. This means that when we are in the pool, I have to spend the entire time holding the boys head up. I have no idea what part of this is fun for him, but the little sh*t seems to enjoy it.