I was allowed in the gym for the kids' final gymnastics class for this session. Pretty funny. Owen was quite the chatterbug, telling Miss Amy, "I'm tired today. I got up too early"; refusing to do somersaults over the bar; and purposely knocking over every cone along the balance beam. What a rebel! At least in the gymnastics world, that is. They claimed to love it though, so we'll start the next session next week. Nadia, Bart--look out!
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Halloween 2008
Sorry. I don't know what happened here. Not the best pics we've ever taken. But you get the idea. Nora's dress played music from Sleeping Beauty; Owen was called everyone from Dash to Jack-Jack, but he insisted he was Mr. Incredible. And look at those well-carved pumpkins! My husband, the anal-retentive carver. No stencils were used at this house!
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