It's started.  I enrolled the kids, the two oldest, in their first "activity."  I've kinda been holding out because I know once it starts, it's gonna be constant for the next 18 years.

I chose gymnastics.  I thought maybe if the kids bounced off the walls somewhere else, they wouldn't do it at home.  My plan was just to enroll Campbell.  But then I thought, do I want to run after Caiden and keep track of Carys from the sidelines for an hour?  So I enrolled Caiden, too.  Only, it's a Mommy and me class.  I don't know what I was thinking.  Because I still had to run after Caiden and keep track of Carys.

I thought I was so prepared.  Before we left home, I packed water and snacks for the kids and breakfast for Carys and me.  I thought I would feed Carys and eat breakfast while Campbell and Caiden were taking class. 

We get there and I realize I completely forgot Caiden was in the Mommy and me class.  I swear I've lost my mind sometimes.  All my pre-planning goes straight down the toilet.   So Carys and I, both hungry, follow Campbell and Caiden onto the mat.  I've got to carry Carys through the whole thing, because being the idiot I am, I didn't bring a baby carrier.

We all sit down in a circle and begin stretching.  I'm trying to tell myself to be positive.  Campbell's doing fine and at least Caiden isn't up running around and screaming.  But then he spots the big ropes hanging from the ceiling.  They're hanging a few feet off the ground.  He of course grabs one and launches it straight at me.  I turn and it hits me, the big knotted end, right between the eyes.  I'll pause while you chuckle...........I push the rope away and tell Caiden to leave it alone.  Well of course that rope is still in motion.  So when I turn my head, it hits me in the back of my head..........An expletive or two raced through my mind.  Maybe more like three.   I muster the strength to look at the group of about 10-15 parents to see if they saw what just took place.   Considering that I'm 6'1 with a baby stuck on my hip and I just happen to be on TV, the answer is yes, they did.   Everyone quickly looked away and didn't say a word.

We were off to a great start!  Thank goodness it didn't get any worse.  I worked up a sweat holding Carys and running after Caiden trying to get him to do all the moves, but that was about it. 

It's gotten a little better, now that I remember to bring the baby carrier for Carys.  But Caiden is still a handful.  We'll see how it goes this Saturday.