I couldn't even keep him on the BIG! RED! MAT! at the beginning of class; he went straight for the equipment and tried to kill himself on the miniature uneven bars. And, he clearly has his daddy's ability to kiss some serious teacher ass. He was right under his teacher's feet everytime she was looking for a baby to help demonstrate one of the skills of the week. Toward the end of class, she even said with slightly less enthusiasm than usual (which is still a freaking lot of enthusiasm), "Oh, here's Harrison...again."
Our class meets right in the middle of Harry's morning nap, so as you can imagine, he was spent by the end.


I love his hair!
ReplyDeleteAwww! Tired Harry! Love the visor.
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