Isabel has started gymnastics and absolutely loves every part of it.  At this point we go twice per week to two different locations.  One class is a dad-daughter class so Jake or I am out there helping her and one class she is out there by herself (she likes this one more). 

Aunt Jonnie and Daddy picked out an amazing leotard for her – it’s rainbow striped.  It’s got unicorns.  It’s got stars.  It’s got sparkles.  It looks like a super fabulous wrestling singlet. And most importantly, she loves it!

In the class that Isabel has to do by herself, the minimum age is 2.5 years old.  She was by far the youngest in the class and she only comes up to the other kids shoulders.  But...if you know Isabel, that doesn’t stop her from telling the other kids (or the teachers) what to do and what she ‘needs to do’.  Every single time she does something (or fails in spectacular fashion), she gets up and smiles so bright it blinds all of the watching parents.  She is so dang proud of herself (and her dads are proud of her). 

Another thing we learned about Isabel is that she doesn’t understand how queueing works.  She will get in line in her place and then won’t move forward.  So as the other kids finish their turn, they get behind her and she doesn’t move.  Eventually, 5 kids are stacked up in the space behind her, there’s a 5 person gap, and then the other kids who understand you have to step forward.  I guess we’ll have to teach her this social norm at some point, but for now it’s darn funny. 

The only negative part of the class is that they have about 100 signs that say ‘absolutely no pictures’.  L  Sorry.  You’ll have to either use your imaginations or come visit.  Class is on Mondays so a long weekend works perfectly.