This week was Maggie’s first gymnastics show. Or “gyn-ap-stix” as she still calls it and so help me, if anyone ever corrects her, I’ll punch them. (She used to call it “a-tap-stix” which was also awesome)
She started taking Real Big Girl Gymnastics last summer (as opposed to Mommy & Me-type classes) so it’s been about a year. My hope was that she would overcome some of her fears about trying new things, and maybe learn how to do a forward roll or something. I dunno. It was just something fun for us to do on my day off from work. But she has really started loving it- and when I asked her if she wanted to try a dance class this summer instead of gymnastics, she immediately said “NO. Gymnastics!” So gymnastics it is.
(Some of these pictures were SO HARD to edit to get the colors right. Darn weird lighting in the gym. Bah.)