Clifford and Gymnastics

Saturday, while Mike was working, Chelsey and I took John to the library to see Clifford. He loves the Clifford cartoon and books so I thought maybe he would like to meet him in "person." It started out fine with coloring and stories and songs, and then Clifford came in. John was terrified! As soon as the Big Red Dog came in John burried his face in Chelsey's shoulder. He wouldn't look up until we left the room, and then he was fine. He would say "bye bye Clifford." but as soon as Chelsey would take a step forward he would bury his head again. When we got to the car he started saying "Clifford bites!" I don't know where he got that from, but we told him Clifford doesn't bite, he gives hugs. Now, out of the blue, he keeps saying "Clifford doesn't bite, Clifford hugs." and he says it at the most random times.

Today was John's final gymnastics class and they had a show. John did his best, showing off his somersaults and balance beam skills. The cutest part was the medal ceremony at the end. Each kid got to go to the front, stand on the podium, recieve their medal, and give a big "Ta Da".

Here's a little video of John's gymnastics class playing with the parachute.