Gymnastics

There's this awesome gymnastics gym close to our house that opens up for the general public on Fridays. For one hour every Friday we have been going to this gym to run wild. Several of my good friends come and bring their kids as well. It's perfect. Social hour for mom, and a chance for Cormac to do what he loves best: run, jump, climb, and otherwise move his body.

Photographic evidence:

Jumping on one of the many trampolines.

Climbing over the various pads.

Getting up on the balance beam. This is one of Cormac's favorites.

Walking all by himself on the balance beam.

Big jump on to the soft pad at the end of the trampoline.

Jumping down the trampoline.

Mid jump. I love this one. 

Cormac is definitely his father's son. He loves to jump. He jumps all over the house. The other day we were walking into the doctor's office, and Cormac had to pause to jump over every line in the sidewalk. He's a cute one that kid. He jumps from the carpet to the linoleum in our house. And he always enters the house by jumping over the threshold. I think he'll have a proud future in jumping. Especially if he takes after his dad.