The Little Gym 
Oh yes, I'm still a big fan of Little Gym. My friend Ross is in the picture too. He's cool. He just learned to walk and has to hold his arms out to balance. I am learning to "jump" on the launching pad.

Mama helped me to swing on the bars.

I like to crawl over, under and through. And do it all over again.

One day, Grandma took me to the Gym instead of mama.
Surprisingly, I held Grandma's hand on red mat time, where I never hold mama's. I usually never join the red mat gang. I'm too busy exploring.
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