My Little Gymnast
Courtney
I feel like I can never quite get back into blogging. Life is so crazy and I just... don't. But I want to today, because, why not?



So this weekend was Ali's first ever gymnastics meet. It was an inner gym meet, but it was still a lot of girls! She worked so hard for it, and she had a blast!  In the end she came home with a bronze medal on beam, a silver medal each for bars and vault, and the big fat gold medal for her beautiful floor routine!

It was such a great weekend filled with fun and laughter and I just LOVE her and her attitude about it. It will be decided this week if she will be on the competitive team, and when I asked if she was upset if she didn't make it, she said 'no, It'll just tell me that I need to work harder.'  Such a sweet girl.

So here are some (very blurry) pictures of the day and a couple of  videos!

Ali and her friends 
Hanging out on the bar 
Look at all those medals!
Receiving gold...
silver...
and bronze!

And here's a video of her on the bar.

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