Unfortunately, when they moved me to the class of kids my age I was still all over the place. These babies didn't even crawl yet and here I am, speed-racer crawling and standing on my own. Needless to say, I used this to my advantage to put my hands on all their faces and steal & lick all their toys. Again, Mom was not too pleased and she left exhausted. She called Daddy to say it was a "train wreck" but I didn't see any choo-choo trains around. Maybe all of the colorful toys made her hallucinate?
Anyway, I am pleased to say that Mom and I had the courage to return to Gymboree this week and we were a perfect fit for the class we attended. I had a blast and it turns out that I had a lot in common with the other face-touching, toy-licking, sorta-walking crew.
Here I am stretching before my big workout - don't wanna pull a hammy!
Now I'm scoping out the scene and pondering which toys fit in my mouth best...
Here I am getting ready to stand up and step up onto the bridge...that cutie pie in the background rockin' the Osh Gosh is Aaron, he gave me his nametag to eat, I think he likes me.
Here we are during parachute time, right before that big meanie Trevor (in the yellow) pulled my hair. You can tell from my girl Arabella's face in the background that she saw it coming. Gasp!
And my favorite time of the day....Bubble Time!!!
I got showered with these magical little orbs as we sang: "bubbles, bubbles, everywhere. bubbles, bubbles, in my hair".
I chased them and popped them and loved them - oh my!
Pleeeease can we go back, Mom????
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