I think Harper is actually going to enjoy watching the Olympics this summer. It has ALWAYS been a love of mine. I especially love track and field and gymnastics. I remember many a summers watching the Olympics with my family. My mom and I still watch it and talk about all of the highlights and our favorites.
I have a new favorite gymnast this year, but she won't be in the Olympic Games. Ha! My little Harper tried gymnastics after her love-hate relationship with ballet and tap came to an end in May. At least I could use her leotard. She calls is a "tard" and gymnastics "nastics." That is okay-she also calls waffles "awfuls," even though she likes them and they aren't awful. But, I digress...
She LOVES LOVES LOVES gymnastics. She didn't even start until half way through the session and then she missed two more classes due to us being out of town. The girl is completely in love and I don't blame her-she is good! For the record, I was not very into her being in gymnastics. I don't know why. I did it for a long time when I was young, and I think I was actually pretty good too. I don't know what it is, but I was hesitant. Well, then of course you know what will happen-the girl is crazy about it.
Last week was the last week of the session and they had their "Olympics." It was adorable. First, they did their stretching and warm-up.
Next, she had a parade around the floor where everyone clapped. Then it was on to the floor and "vault." She did a back handspring,
practiced her jumps and landings,
and worked on balance. She was so fast!
Next up was bars. She did the rings, parallel bars, and the high bar. I can't believe how strong she is. She did all of these by herself, and so quickly. Sorry-I'm totally bragging on my girl. I don't care.
She did some tumbling
and more vault work.
Here she is waiting in line for her last event-the trampoline. She is not a fan of the trampoline. At least she can visit with friends, though!
At the end of the evening, all of the parents line up and cheer as each child mounts the podium to 1st place and receives a medal. It looks like Harper is taking a bow here, but she was, in fact (and quite ironically), afraid of the height. She was all smiles, though, when everyone cheered, "go Harper!" I'm so proud of my girl. I'm mostly proud that she found a little something that she absolutely loves to do.