We have had great luck with classes from the parks department recently – the kids especially love gymnastics, which includes a “ball pit” (aka spongy cubes) and obstacle courses. A huge thanks to Aunt Jira for turning us onto this gym. I am most proud of Natalie though for her participation in “seasonal sports,” which turned out to be all boys. Our amazing nanny “Lala” told me a cute story, where all the kids lined up to sprint across the gym or a field. Natalie was first to the finish line. One little boy looked oddly at Natalie, as if to say “what? She beat me? That must be a fluke.” And then the kids sprinted back – Natalie finishing first again. Woot woot! That’s my girl. Although I am (quietly) proud of her for being the fastest runner, I’m more proud of her for trying hard and going to a class where she is out of her comfort zone (she really gravitates towards playing with girls at preschool but when she does play with boys, she has a great time – which her dad is okay with for the time being. May be a different story in a few years.)
Come into my “ball” pit!
Catch me if you can!