Here are the kiddos listening attentively to the coach's instructions.
And then the mayhem began!
Foam pit.
Parallel bars.
Jumping over...... something.
A snack to refuel after all that exercise. (Present-opening followed this, but we have no photo documentation.)
And then we had cake!
I'm not positive, but I think Sam may have been letting everyone know to keep their breath to themselves, as HE was the one who would be blowing out the candles.
Me trying to push him back a bit, as to not get spittle on the cake.
A couple times this week Sam has told me, "I don't feel five. I still feel like I'm four." I guess we'll have to wait and see how long it takes for five to sink in.
