Hate Clowns Love The Gym

Yesterday was my son's birthday, and I took him to play at a Gymboree class. There were toys to play with, things to climb on and a wonderful instructor who facilitated the activities. I almost wanted to leave my baby behind and go play myself! They worked with things that engaged his large and small motor skills, taught cause and effect, and he got to play around other children. It took him a while to warm up to the place, but by the time we left he was ready to stay. They even have this doll called Gymbo the clown, boo for clowns, who lets the kids know when it is time to go. The whole experience was so wonderful; I am considering taking my son back. I generally think clowns are creepy, but I will take Gymbo to get Gymboree. I am trying to get out more, and do fun activities with the baby. It gets hard sometimes when you are tired and everything you need is so much more easily available at home. Who wants to drag a stroller and huge baby bag around with a fussy baby? The reality is that my son needs to get out into the world. Now that he is one I think we will do a lot more outside. I suppose I need to get out more too. Fresh air is good for everyone, and travel is good for the spirit. To all you parents who are trying to get out there, Gymboree is a great place to go. Pull out the stroller, strap on the baby bag, and have a great time. Good luck to all of us as we brave the outside world on our family adventures.

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