Gymboree!

If Hardin could talk, you know really talk, I'm 100% sure he'd tell you Gymboree is the most awesome place in the world.  Padded floors full of balls of all sizes, tunnels, slides, bubbles, climby things, bouncy things, and did I mention all the balls?  Those were by far his favorite part.  Next was the bubble time.  And a very close third was in between all the activities when it was time to stop and clap.  He's sure got that clapping thing down.


He loved circle time when we sat around and sang songs.  He loved parachute time when we all sat and danced under a huge parachute.  He simply loved it all.  I only took the camera out for a quick second, I didn't want to be that mom, and we were the only new ones there.  These pictures don't even come close to doing his wild happiness justice. 


Once again, I am so glad we waited to try now that he's more independent.  The only time he cried was when we put his coat and shoes on, because he didn't want to leave.  And when I say cried, that boy pitched an all out FIT hollering DOWN DOWN DOWN.  Right in front of a 92 pound little mom holding her sweet smiling 6 month old, that used to be an attorney at my firm.  O'well.

I can't wait for him to go back next week.  It's right across from my office, so I'll meet mom and/or Jason there with him when I can, but I think they'll both happily take him even when I can't go.  He really didn't need much supervision, the second we put him down he took off and didn't stop until we left. 

This is how he was eating his snack tonight.  He would not touch them with his hands.  Crazy kid.
(Please don't judge my house...  daddy day care day!)