You weren't.
You shrugged us off as soon as you arrived and got to the business of running across trampolines, cutting in front of other children playing, running into the teacher's arms, climbing up soft blocks, throwing around hula hoops, and snagging another little girl's sippy cup. You were busy.
You loved it. Loved it.
Pictures of your happy face after class (I was too busy trying to keep up with you during class to snap any shots of the action).
And your chubby legs...
And your obsession with playing with Daddy's pocket knife when we got home...

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