I signed Stella up for gymnastics because I knew she'd love it... but the real reason being that I wanted to go back too! I had a love affair with gymnastics. Still do. Love the smell of the chalk, the feel of the spring floor. It's home. Here is Stella at tumbling class. She doesn't really do the class activities, she runs off on her own to "jumpee jumpee!!" (as she says) on the trampoline. 
In her heaven. Can you see her bloody toe on the left? Not a care in the world.
Not bruises, though I wouldn't be surprised. So mad that we had to leave that she confiscated the gymnastics stamp that is the treat at the end of class, and had a fight with it. Purple ink on her face all day. That's my girl.
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