Paige has been dying to become a gymnast. It was one of her main Christmas wishes. She wasn't gifted lessons for Christmas, but we managed to come up with some anyway. And when I say managed, I mean that every single second I wasn't looking for lessons, she was asking me if I'd found any yet. She wasn't letting it go. Her cousin, Amber, is able to join in on the fun.
They spent the hour splitting, hand-standing, and cart-wheeling with permanent grins plastered to their faces. It was their first class, so there is lots of room for improvement, but they definitely earn a perfect 10 for enthusiasm.
8 comments:
mary lou? you're old.
go for the gold, paige!
i KNEW you would call me old. (i could not, for the life of me, remember anyone more recent. at least it wasn't nadia.)
She looks so happy! What fun! :)
(and good golly that is one buff teacher)
ditto on Faith! that was going to be my comment! But not to take away from Paige and her permanent grin! How cute!
um, shawn johnson. nastia...how could you forget that one? did you not even watch the olympics this year?
okay. we've established that i'm an old gymnastics moron already. mary lou was still great in her time and paige is still a darling gymnast.
Old?! Who's old around here? Not me and my Mary Lou Wheaties box.
Paige looks like she's having a great time. How fun!
kim - i TOTALLY remember that wheaties box! see? i just need more commenters my own age. :)
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