Beatrice went to her first gymnastics class today. I can hardly believe she is old enough to go to a class alone. The Mother’s are not allowed in the gymnasium as we have stand outside and peer through windows. It was so much fun to watch her. It felt so maternal.

I was impressed. She did great, well, except the “follow the line” part. The teacher led the class across the gym, single-file along a line. Beatrice was no where near the line (the one on the floor or the one with the children in it). She was walking on mats and climbing up the ramps. It was pretty humorous.

photo of gymkidz ornament from cheryls art box