T.'s first swimming lesson

For those of you with sharp eyes; he's the one on the very left.

Why is it that they pump up the heating in indoor pools during summertime to tropical temperatures so after having dragged the kids for 15 minutes along the Beukelsdijk, getting them into (tight) swimmingpants and waiting behind a 5 overheated-mothers-who-have-about-one-minute-left-before-the-lessons-start-line, you just sit there for dead, wiping the sweat off of your upperlip?

And as you can see, now that i've discovered the picture blogging, there's no stopping me.