Lily loves the swimming pool, but she will only go on the steps where the water is up to her knees.
I tried to pick her up so I could carry her around the pool and show her that nothing bad would happen, but she started screaming at the top of her lungs, even though she was fully decked out in enough floating gear to keep an elephant from sinking.
Me: Lily, it's OK. I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you.
Me: I promise I will hold onto to you very tightly.
Me: What is it, E?
E: She doesn't trust you.