We swam with friends at my in-law's house yesterday. The kiddo didn't want to stop swimming once all the friends left and he quietly began swimming laps up and down the pool. (The quiet being a rare thing from him.)
Back and forth, back and forth.
Watching him reminded me of his Pop (my dad) who loves to swim also. He definitely gets his love for swimming from his Pop and his Aunt Whit. (Definitely not from me. Insert a big "Amen" from my sister at this point.)