I called myself a swim teacher the other day. "No," dad said, "Amanda: Early Child Specialist." The early child specialist that considered strangling a student today. Specialist, smeshialist. The rest of my kids, though, brilliant. Loving the babies I teach now, tiny and grasping, with big eyes and laughter. I have a two year old, when I pour water on his face he frowns for a moment and screws up his face. "Curly Joe!" his mom says, and he slaps himself in an impression of the stooges. Two.