Trampoline Class #2

Well, this time was not AS traumatic.  He wasn't very happy to see the trampolines, but at least he was willing to be dragged to the area.  Once again, stretching and warm-up is not his favorite.  He must get that from me.  While everyone is reaching for their toes, mine is yelling pretty loudly "NO MAMMA, NO TOUCH TOES." 

Thank goodness Auntie Monks came by to help with the rest of class.  She was the lucky one to run the path and do lizard after lizard.  She even got him to "cartwheel" (read: put hands on obstacle and swing body over).  When it was finally trampoline time, he wasn't as reluctant.  I am hoping that means he is warming up to the idea of jumping with two legs and the same time.  Of course, in true Scrumpy style, while waiting for his turn on the trampoline, he decided to break out into his own dance routine, swaying his hips from side to side.  There was no music playing, but that didn't really matter much, as he's got music flowing through his soul.