My Little Gymnast

We signed Emily up for a gymnastics class. We basically wanted her to go and socialize and learn to listen to instructions. She came away from the class having done just that! She enjoyed each class, learned to listen better (a little), AND she can jump off the balance beam, which is something she couldn't do when she first started. Needless to say, we're signing her up for the next semester in hopes that she'll learn to listen EVEN BETTER and that she'll make more friends!

(Plus, it gets me out of the house at least once a week)

The first part of class is, of course, the warm up. They run around and gallop and have a good time.
I think she really likes this little boy. His name is Landry. She talks about him during the week.

She can hang on that bar longer than I can...

Look how her toes are gripping that beam!

Ta-dah!!! She just finished her floor routine, which was a jumping forward roll onto a wedge (which basically helps her roll forward. It's shaped like a cheese wedge.), then a donkey kick that will eventually turn into a hand stand when she gets stronger, a monkey kick that will morph into a cartwheel, a crab walk, and it ended with an assisted backward roll. She told the instructor that she wanted to do it by herself, which she did until the backward roll. Big stuff!

The kids were awarded a medal at the end of the "show". She wore it all day that day. We actually need to sew the medal back on to the ribbon.

So, what do you think? Is she proud???