... and stick, "Ta-dah!"

Dominic started gymnastics.

He loooooves it. Almost more than he loves garage doors. (But not quite.)

He is (by far) the worst one in his class... which just makes it all the more adorable, hilarious and enjoyable to watch.

He's down-right giddy while we drive to the gym. He listens attentively to his coaches and genuinely tries hard to make his little body cooperate... unfortunately, his extremities are stubborn and usually have other plans... but it's so darn fun to watch (and don't worry, he doesn't know how stinkin' silly/cute/hilarious he looks anyway. He's just having the time of his life out there).

Here's the little acrobat, he's one trick pony...

These clips are so flippin' funny to me. This one is supposed to be a series of "straddle jumps" down the tumble track. He gets an "A" for effort!

And this one is "tuck jumps"...

Followed by "somersaults"... he finally gets it by himself at the very end!

And finally, "seat drops" on the trampoline...

Bless his sweet little heart, he's trying so hard. I love this boy. And I love that he loves "nastics"... proof that he is, indeed, his mama's son.

He's been to three classes so far... and he's actually finally learned to JUMP! This is kind of a big thing for us.

We've been working on jumping for a.really-really.long.time.

So way-to-go Dom. :) Olympics, here we come! (But probably not.)