We made it through our first gym class, barely. First we got lost on the way there. Then when we got there we were cut off going into the driveway by the instructor. So, we followed her in. It was cold, 49 degrees
Fahrenheit or 9 degree
Celsius and raining. We hurried to get parked and to get both kids out of the car so we could follow this lady in. Just as we got up to the door she shut it in our faces. It was locked. At first I thought it might be stuck, so I kept trying. Then I knocked. What did I hear? "We're not open." Seriously. It was all I could do to keep from blowing my top.
Back to the car we trod through the rain. I put the kids on the drivers side car seat and stood in the door hoping the awning would keep me dry (see picture). I called our friend who was supposed to be meeting us there and asked her if I was in the right place. She said I was and when I told her what happened she said not to let it bother me that this woman does that to everyone. Oh Lord.
We finally got in 15 minutes later. We all took of our shoes off in the non-heated building and went over to the white mat. Cupcake liked running around and loved the big mirror, but once the class started she spent the next 25 minutes alternately crying, throwing herself on the floor, or running away. My friend took
Bubba for me so I could try to help Cupcake. UGH! She didn't decide she wanted to use the equipment until we only had about 10 minutes left. So she walked on the balance boards, climbed on the mats, over the horse, jumped on the trampoline and almost crawled through the tunnel. About that time she decided she liked it and didn't want to leave. Meanwhile, I got an excellent workout chasing her around for an hour.

The kids waiting for gym class...

Ian not eating his first sandwich

Dancing together

Pretty girl

I'm hungry, but I don't want to sit down...

Standing up to drink