Movement Class Tats

Jacob and I are signed up for a movement class. We went this week, and let me tell you, there was a rough crowd in there. So rough that Jacob decided to get these babies to prove he could hang with the Gwinnett County Parks and Recreation peeps.














Please note: If "tats" is a bad word um, please let me know. Just so you know I am using it in the "prison tats" sort of way. Thank you.

Also, J really did love the class. Most of the other kids were quietly sitting in their mothers' laps looking shy while Jacob was running arond the room like a mad-man. He spent quality time flirting with a lovely Asian mother and flirting with himself in the mirror.

Lastly, when we looked at this picture Matt turned to me and asked, "Do you cut his toenails?" Ummmmmm, yeah! Do you think they cut themselves? I guess what happens during the day, stays during the day.