Gym Rat Bubba
On Sunday, Bubba went to the birthday party of one of his buddies from playgroup. Of course, we all slept in and then I realized I forgot to make a card for our gift, so I made this:
The party was held at a place called The Little Gym. Those babies LOVED it! There was so much to do, it could make a kid get a little loopy, you know?
He's really into pointing at things now. Here, he was pointing at his dad, who was standing behind me.
They had rhythm sticks there:
Bubba had never been on stairs before, but he climbed right up these like he'd been doing it his whole life!
They had a lot of different balls:
A giant inflatable mattress for bouncing which Bubba did NOT fully trust, as evidenced by how hard he's clinging to his dad:
That baby was so sacked out by the time we left, we hadn't even started the car and he was asleep! Of course, that little car ride home was all he needed for a recharge because when we got home he was ready to go again. He was able to practically apply what he learned at the Gym here at home almost right away.
Yeah... Steven Spielberg I am not. Sorry for the camera shakiness, and please ignore my unkempt little dog's cameo there!
Labels: 1st Year
2 Comments:
Oh my goodness I can't believe he can climb onto the sofa! You've got your work cut out for you girl!
That place looks awesome. We need to have a meetup there.
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