Today I took Isabelle to a trial class at The Little Gym to see how she liked it. To say that she enjoyed it would be the understatement of the century. For the entire hour that she was in class, there was a smile glued to her face. She was so proud of her accomplishments. Apparently, however, I wasn't fully aware of how proud she was until our drive home.
This is how our conversation went:
Mommy: What did you like the most today?
Isabelle: I liked it all, but I did really good on the balance bean. (I didn't misspell that, she calls it a bean instead of a beam)
Mommy: You DID do really well on the beam! You reminded me of the girls that we watched in the Olympics on television!
Isabelle: Yeah...but they fell off!