Zayd now takes weekly gymnastics classes and, my goodness, does he love them. He gets to run and play, walk the balance beam, hang from the bars. My typically-fraught-with-fear child seems to not mind the heights, the balancing, the leaping off tall objects, so long as no one but me tries to help him.
Here he is on his very first day, not the best photos but a record nonetheless.
Last week, he worked on candlestick on the beam (the two year old version) and is now confident enough to take a leap of faith off the big padded podium and reach for the uneven bars. Half of the time, he makes it!