So my sweet little girl has started gymnastics. Basically it is the only thing I could find to put her in that had classes for 2 year olds as everything starts at 3. Sven is a little concerned that I am deviating from his tennis program that he has planned out for her but I figure a little more coordination can only help her future tennis career right? Anyways her first night Danette brought over the cutest little leotard for her to wear and Grandma went with us to hold Peyton and take pictures. I know that at some point most little girst wear their first little leotard and their mom's all think it is the absolute most adorable thing in the whole world but I am different see I KNOW she is the absolute most adorable thing in the whold world. It is a parent participation class so I did have to cut myself out of most of the pictures but I admit I have at least as much fun as she does. They do the little obstacle course where most of these pictures are and then we get to go work on the balance beams, the bars, and the trampolines. My favorite part is everytime she does a forward roll, that's gymnast lingo for summersault she has to stand up with her arms in the air and yells "Ta Da!!" Her favorite part is at the end they all get to go jump into this giant pit of foam that they have for their real gymnasts to practice dismounts into. I am proud to say that I am the only parent that is cool or geeky enough depending on how you look at it to jump right into the foam pit with them. The one problem being when we are all done I have to hoist myself out. It was a bit scary for a moment I was afraid I would have to get help to get out and completely humiliate myself but I made it (hey I sink a little deeper than a 2 year old ok).