This is baby Dallon. He is Choobie's cousin. He loves water. Choobie....not so much. He has an irrational fear of water. I understand him, (I have an irrational fear of feet and cockroaches) and I never force him to play in the water if he doesn't want to. We've taken him to the Wild Animal Park close to seven thousand times and he has NOT ONCE approached or played in the water, until today.
This is what Choobie usually does at the splash parks. Stands far away from the water and asks to leave the entire time. This shatters my dreams of him and Dan and I taking Hawaiian vacations full of side by side snorkeling, scuba diving and surfing together in harmony. Little did he know that his days of water watching from the sidelines were about to come to an end.
Once he saw his baby cousin Dallon playing in the water, he decided it might be ok to touch the tiny trickle of water coming out of the alligators mouth. (please notice how all the kids are in swimming suits while my child still remains fully clothed with his shoes and socks on. Hilarious)
As the afternoon wore on, the shoes and socks came off. With some coaxing from Auntie Shelly, Choob was off and running.
It was like a dream come true. He was wet, and having fun!
My heart was soaring as he ran screaming to and from the water squirts. Thanks baby Dallon and Auntie Shelly for helping Lukey Boy get over his fear of water.
Since he did such a great job being brave at the water squirts, I thought he would enjoy seeing this crocodile. After looking at the picture up close, I still think we have a ways to go before he'll be hugging reptiles like Steve Irwin.