When I was growing up, not only did my uncle manage a public pool but my grandpa had a boat. My entire summer time existence revolved around the water. At 3-years-old, I was jumping off the high dive and to everyone's amazement ,swimming by myself to the edge to get out and do it again!

Now, water skiing was different; I LOVED tubing, but I never quite mastered the art of standing, feet strapped, on planks of wood and skimming the top of the water at very high speeds. But this toddler acts like it's no big deal. WOW!