The Y
I heard that the YMCA is dropping the "MCA" from its name. Interesting.
It was another good day. Sebastian had his first day at summer camp; it's the day care/kindergarten that he went to for several years after he turned two. He'd begged to go again for summer camp this year (they take kids older than him, too).
I couldn't go along to drop him off, since I was working. But Teri said that when they got there, a lot of kids recognized him and shouted "Sebastian!" and the look on his face was priceless; he didn't know what to do! Of course he had a great time and was trying to arrange a play date with one of his friends when we came to pick him up.
Teri had suggested that we work out at the Y tonight, and had me call them to reserve a place for Sebastian in the 5:30 kid's exercise class. They told me that the 4:30 class was nearly full, but that no one else had called for the 5:30 class; unless they had at least two kids, there wouldn't BE a class tonight. They said they'd call me at 5 and let me know.
But they didn't. So I called back. It turned out that we'd screwed up; there were NO classes on Tuesday night, as I should have remembered! But there was a new program for kids aged 6-12; an hour of supervised activity in the gym, and then an hour of supervised swimming. Sebastian begged to go. Teri initially said no, but eventually we got her to change her mind.
We dropped him off, and then went over to Chelo's for dinner. It was delicious; I've really come to enjoy their light grilled chicken dinner! I wish I knew how they made the chicken taste so good.
After dinner we headed back to the gym, worked out for a while (I put in 37 good hard minutes on the elliptical machine), and then took Sebastian home. He'd had a lot of fun, although he'd fallen and hit his shin rather badly while he was there. There's a large red bump on his leg, but it doesn't hurt him much and doesn't seem to be restricting his movement at all. We'll take a look at it tomorrow, and if we're at all unsure we'll call his doctor.
It was another good day. Sebastian had his first day at summer camp; it's the day care/kindergarten that he went to for several years after he turned two. He'd begged to go again for summer camp this year (they take kids older than him, too).
I couldn't go along to drop him off, since I was working. But Teri said that when they got there, a lot of kids recognized him and shouted "Sebastian!" and the look on his face was priceless; he didn't know what to do! Of course he had a great time and was trying to arrange a play date with one of his friends when we came to pick him up.
Teri had suggested that we work out at the Y tonight, and had me call them to reserve a place for Sebastian in the 5:30 kid's exercise class. They told me that the 4:30 class was nearly full, but that no one else had called for the 5:30 class; unless they had at least two kids, there wouldn't BE a class tonight. They said they'd call me at 5 and let me know.
But they didn't. So I called back. It turned out that we'd screwed up; there were NO classes on Tuesday night, as I should have remembered! But there was a new program for kids aged 6-12; an hour of supervised activity in the gym, and then an hour of supervised swimming. Sebastian begged to go. Teri initially said no, but eventually we got her to change her mind.
We dropped him off, and then went over to Chelo's for dinner. It was delicious; I've really come to enjoy their light grilled chicken dinner! I wish I knew how they made the chicken taste so good.
After dinner we headed back to the gym, worked out for a while (I put in 37 good hard minutes on the elliptical machine), and then took Sebastian home. He'd had a lot of fun, although he'd fallen and hit his shin rather badly while he was there. There's a large red bump on his leg, but it doesn't hurt him much and doesn't seem to be restricting his movement at all. We'll take a look at it tomorrow, and if we're at all unsure we'll call his doctor.