- Wear Shmoogie's goggles (so nice of her to share, right?)
- Go without goggles, or
- Go home...
...a classic Mr. Pants fit ensued, resulting in missing most of the lesson (the last lesson of the summer, mind you) while crying, bargaining, whining, emploring, and raging at me because "I can't go off the diving board without goggles!!!!" and "kids will laugh at me if I wear pink goggles!"
The fit followed us into the bathroom (because Shmoogie had to go) but thankfully trailed off as we approached the edge of the deep end, where I insisted we would sit and wait, watching all the other children jump off the board, until the lesson was over and we could say thank you and goodbye to the instructor.
The instructor, however, noticed us sitting there, a miserable huddle of two grumpy, sniffling children and their grim-faced mother, and said, "Hey, buddy! Don't you want to jump off the diving board? It's just jumping! You don't need goggles for just jumping!"
Mr. Pants considered, then said, "OK," and skipped off to join the line, sans goggles.