Gym Class

One day this summer my nephew Noah invited me to his gym class. Of course I thought it would be fun to go watch him, as he is very active and loves to discover new things. But this class is not just for the kiddos—the adults participate too. And as is typical with Noah, he always wants everyone to be involved! If you aren’t joining in with any sort of activity, he directs you until he’s satisfied that you are a part of it (such a sense of community huh?!)
When we arrived at the gymnasium, we removed our shoes & socks, and tucked them into a cubby near the door. From there it was off to the pit--imagine a large pit filled to the rim with cubes of blue-colored foam. Noah likes to be tossed in, and then he giggles with delight. He thought Aunt Pammie should swing from the rope hanging overhead, then drop in. So I did. Soft landing of course! I soon discovered I was hip high in foam—I had to work to maneuver myself through and over and around this blue stuff just to reach the edge to get out! And was that the end of it? Oh no, not with Noah around. “Again!” he laughs, and so I did.
Once class started, we also walked the balance beams, ran and jumped on the springboard, and had “circle time” with the rest of the children. Part of that time included stretching and singing with actions—look at the scrapbook layout above and you can see what I mean! I know that Noah had a good time, but I had fun too. Thanks, Bonkie, for asking me to come (and getting a workout along the way!)