Allow me to preface this post with the disclaimer that I cut Rachel’s hair a couple of days ago, and didn’t do a very good job. As my Dad said to me after I gave him a haircut when I was in high school, “the difference between a good haircut and a bad haircut is about 2 or 3 weeks.” Hopefully Rachel’s haircut will look a little better after a while.
So I took Rachel to the gym today. There is a gymnastics school that has “open gym” time for an hour several times a week. I like to take Rachel there because she gets so bored at home, it is too cold to go to the park, and we don’t have any interesting outside toys that are weather appropriate in our backyard. So I’m always looking for something to do with her.
Rachel really likes playing there. It usually takes her a while to get into it. She just kind of stands around and stares for a little while, but then she starts really having fun. In fact today she did not want to leave. She didn’t cry or fuss or anything, she just kept trying to play.
Here are some pictures I took of Rachel at the gym today.
I was pretty impressed that Rachel could hang on the rings so well. I couldn’t decide which picture I liked better, so I posted both of them. The look of desperation on her face, like she was hanging on for dear life, I thought it was great.
I can’t believe that I forgot to not turn the camera sideways to take a movie, since I can’t rotate it. Maybe Jeff can fix it later. Anyway, here she is on a car on a track.