My Gym

On Thursday afternoons between 3:30-4:30 we take the girls to a class My Gym.

My Gym is essentially an indoor playground. At the beginning of the class we sit in a circle and do what I think is intended to be exercises, buts its really just moving your arms around.

Gioconda typically takes Sadie, who is absolutely compliant, and I typically take Camille who is absolutely non-compliant.

There are usually about eight kids in the class, and of those eight I would have to say that Camille is not the only kid who doesn't want to participate, but she is the most obvious about it.

The circle time at the beginning is the worse time of My Gym for me.

I actually understand it, there are a ton of really cool things to climb on - who really wants to find your nose when you could be on a slide.

So after about 14 attempts of walking away from the excise circle I finally allow it on the 15th attempt, and thus giving in to her bad behavior.

A few weeks back Gioconda took Camille and I took Sadie.

Disappointingly Sadie decided on this particular day she didn't want to participate in the exercise circle, more disappointingly it was on this particular day Camille decided she did want to participate.

This gave the idea to certain people that perhaps it was not the bad behavior on the part of the baby, but an inability to control the baby on the part of the Mommy.

Guilty confession- its true. I don't come close to controlling the girls like Gioconda does. They won't even eat for me.

"You goof around all the time with them so they don't take you seriously," Gioconda says.

She's right, and although I know this is a failure of my parenting, it hasn't mattered to me, at least not yet.

"So you get to be the fun parent, and I have to be the heavy," Gioconda said.

Exactly.