A Sensitive Guy

Sometimes you have doubts about some of the activities and stuff that you sign your kids up for. Sometimes you wonder if it's worth it to pay $18 a class for a gym class or if it's worth it to drive all the way to Burbank for swim lessons. Sometimes the answer is no. It's not worth it. But sometimes you have to try and take a chance. Sometimes there are real successes. This morning, Zachary did his second day at "Gym Camp" at our local MyGym, where he has been taking classes since before he was 18 months old. He LOVES MyGym. He loves to run around and climb and go on the trampoline and bars, ride on "Space Flight" and play in the ball pit. And he loves his instructors, too. He listens to them, follows their direction and has fun with them. Today was one instructor's last day. Chrystal is moving to another gym. Zachary is so sad to say goodbye to her. All morning he talked about how he wanted to see her and when he did, he gave her a huge hug. She picked him up and he rested his head on her shoulder for what seemed like a century. When we left he told her, "I'm going to miss you when I go camping!" (It is all about him still, after all.) And then he told me, "I'm going to miss Chrystal because I love her."

You never know what will work for what kid. You don't know who will make a connection with your kid, who will bring out the best in him or her. But when it happens, it feels really good. It feels wonderful to know that your kid loves somebody and that somebody loves them back. Parents can't do everything for their kids. It takes a whole team. How lucky I am that we have had such a great team.