Nora started swimming lessons yesterday. She’s in the ‘turtles’ class at this awesome indoor-but-also-sorta-outdoor swimming school not far from our house. She did wonderfully. When I have taken her swimming she’s been like a little koala who wouldn’t stop clinging to me. Here she kicked, paddled, dove to the bottom for rings, jumped off the edge into the pool, and paddled on a giant foam train floaty thing).
Nora went to her friend Avanti’s 4th birthday party — held at a gymnastics school! Everyone got to tumble, use the trampoline, climb a rope, walk the balance beam, swat a piñata, eat cake, and generally have a blast. Most of the photos are filled with other peoples’ kids and we’d neglected to bring a stack of release forms (I’m kidding, there isn’t actually a form (yet)).
Nora really seemed to take to gymnastics in a way that she has not at all taken to soccer or swimming. Look for more gymnastics posts in the future!
In the rest of the world it might be called “football”, but here in the States we inexplicably call this sport “soccer”. Whatever you call it, though, there are few things cuter than a gym full of 3 to 5 year olds playing it.
