Daddy taught me some swimming basics when I was 6 or 7, but we never had much time to go river swimming in the summer months. One of my aunts taught me a little more about it when I was 8 and one of my great aunts taught me even more when I was 13. Even so, I'm a terrible swimmer. My boyfriend is an amazing swimmer and makes fun of me a lot, but he's tried to encourage my swimming since we've been together. So yeah, I've had lots of teachers xD

Daddy taught me a tricycle and big wheel when I was a toddler, but when it came time for real bikes I went through a scaredy cat phase. He finally got me on a real bike when I was 10 and I screamed and cried my way to balance. I love to ride bikes now.

He also taught me to read without realizing he was doing it. I have a photographic memory so when he would read to me I memorized what the words were. I could read when I was about 3 but it was mostly memorization of my favorite books. I wasn't formally introduced to reading in school until I was 6 (first grade) but I could read the whole book without any help. I could write when I was five.