Gettin' Physical

I confess I've never been to into the whole "gymboree" thing. Even though I used to teach classes like that, I've always been of the idea that they are kind of just pricey germ-fests that cater more to the parents than the kids, who would be just as happy crawling around anywhere else.
But Little One got asked on a date by O, so we thought, why not? Anything with O is fun! And we hit the gym. The "Little Gym".
I have to say- I stand corrected. Little One had SO much fun. She was super into it, clapping and "singing" along to the songs, showing off Her girlish figure for all the burly guys. And She got quite the workout.

She did some pull-ups.

Played Soccer.

Helped lead some calisthenics.

Did some rock-climbing and even went spelunking.

But Her favorite part was the yoga-meditation at the end- pretty music and bubbles. (Which are among the most amazing things She has ever witnessed.) oOOooohhhh....

It wasn't all Zen. Little One is a shameless, and I mean shameless flirt. Where did She get that from?! Look at the drama She caused by strutting around in Her gym clothes in front of this dude:

O: Dude, that's my girl.
Dude: Talk to the hand, Bruh! I'm checkin' out this chica.
Little One: Now now boys. Tee hee.


Dude: C'mere, babe, I gotta big slobbery kiss comin' your way!
O: Oh no. Oh no you did not.


O: It's ON now, Dude!
Dude: Gah! Your wrestling stance is too strong!
Don't worry. The guys had a nice handshake and made up. And Little One and O were back in the Tunnel of Love in no time. He's Her top guy, after all.

What a day. Love triangles, action, adventure, singing, dancing. It was like a Bollywood masterpiece. Little One had a blast. I confess, I did too. Who knew? Little Gym is big fun!