Please Indulge Me While I Brag

Grace started taking gymnastics when she was three, but it was a nightmare just getting her into class. I was still homeschooling the boys (the were at PE during this time) and I really wanted to take advantage of the workout room for parents. I would never know if she’d “let go of me” and go to class. Sometimes I would sit in the class, sometimes the teacher would take her from me. After some time we decided it wasn’t working for either of us. I didn’t even sign her up the following year, then this year she asked to go back.

She’s been in class with girls at least two years older (and up) than she is and she’s doing great. Her coach is really proud of her. He’s had all my boys and this is the first time he’s really taken the time to talk with me after class. He’s impressed with the fact that though she is younger than the girls, she is really trying to get the skills.

Though we’ve run into days where she just freezes and doesn’t try a skill, we now know it’s because she’s really not sure how to do the routine. I’ve told her just to ask the teacher to help and she does. Mr. T is really impressed with her and sees a lot of potential in her.

Timmy was really worried about starting school, mainly because I would complain that he wouldn’t sit still and pay attention while homeschooling. He was really afraid of being sent to the principals office. He’s been in school for several months now and he loves it! He’s having so much fun with his new best friend and when I asked him if he misses me at school he said, “no, because I don’t really think about you. I’m too busy. But if I think about you I miss you.”

Timmy loves to be the teacher’s helper. He’s always volunteering for jobs. He says he has eight, though I’m sure I won’t be able to name them all. There’s the bathroom monitor (he tells on people when they break the bathroom rules), he’s the pencil sharpener, the anti-bacterial gel squirter, the Damian monitor (a boy in his class needs help with stuff at times), and several others I forget.

The other day while waiting for my other boys, Mrs. Hale, Timmy’s teacher, leaned over and said “Timmy is so cute. He’s such a joy and I look forward to seeing him everyday.”

What mother wouldn’t be proud of these kids?!?