I love this thread. It seems everyone is having so much fun. When my Libby was a little over a year, I was standing in the lake and she was running up and down the dock. She seemed so worried, she was whining and making distress sounds. I told her to come in the water, but she ran up on the shore. I moved a bit away from the dock and she came dashing along the dock, jumped in, and grabbed the skirt on my bathing suit and tried to pull me to shore. She thought she was "saving" me. I don't think she even knew she was swimming, she was so focused on my "rescue." Later, I threw a stick a few feet away from me in the water and she decided to "save" the stick. She took it up on shore and came back to "save" me. After we played save the stick, and save some lake weeds, she realized that mommy did not need to be "saved and she began to really love the water. Sometimes we go to the ocean and she is either digging world class holes in the sand at the water's edge, or if it is a calm day and the waves are not to rough, I will toss a golf ball, which sinks and she will actually go underwater to "rescue" the golf ball.