Well, N's performance in tumbling today brought me to tears. It was the first class of 2008 for him, although he took several sessions last year. He followed directions, he seriously tried to do the moves, actually performed complicated things, showed great focus and even--gasp--ability! Tears welled up in my eyes as the head teacher worked one-on-one with him for a while and he did everything she demonstrated. He was rarely silly, and he participated in the warm up and the cool down. I was f-l-o-o-r-e-d.
Is this maturity? Interest? Focus? It was a 180 from last year's classes. He has always LOVED tumbling class, but rarely has he actually participated. Granted, next week's class could go straight to **** from the get-go.
Basking in the glory of his success, we read some books in the lobby, and then it was time to go. So he crawled under some chairs and refused to come out. "Game on!" LOL You know the rest: automatic door tag, magnetic puddles (flooded parking lot, pouring rain), not getting in the car seat while Mom drowns waiting, and on, and on...
Just thought I would share, though, that there are little moments that can just amaze you. I hope all of you see one today.
Is this maturity? Interest? Focus? It was a 180 from last year's classes. He has always LOVED tumbling class, but rarely has he actually participated. Granted, next week's class could go straight to **** from the get-go.
Basking in the glory of his success, we read some books in the lobby, and then it was time to go. So he crawled under some chairs and refused to come out. "Game on!" LOL You know the rest: automatic door tag, magnetic puddles (flooded parking lot, pouring rain), not getting in the car seat while Mom drowns waiting, and on, and on...
Just thought I would share, though, that there are little moments that can just amaze you. I hope all of you see one today.
