There are times when I'm sure we're going to doubt whether or not we're making the right decisions for our kids (like Turner and soccer or the time I gave Eli paint and then walked away), but enrolling Eli in gymnastics is not one of them. It was like watching a fish return to water, peanut butter suction on to jelly, or a fat kid noshing on cake. It was just meant to be.
**These pictures were taken from my phone, behind a window.**
He listened to everything he was told to do (just a few random outbursts of energy) and has been asking about his very own class every day since!