Aunt Cara found the open gym session to be just as exhilarating as the children did.
We rolled PR around in this huge spongy ball with a hole in the middle. 
Dude then insisted on rolling the ball around the entire gym.
We call these "hats"...apparently Dude thought Brady needed a couple of them. On his face.
He might have been a bit scared, but the kid hung on for like a minute!
Don't be fooled. There's no grip there. Not even a slight inclination to hold on. 
"Wow. We wish we could do that awesome rope swing. And that girl's not wearing any pants!"
Life. It doesn't get much better than this.
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I don't think I ever got to fully explore my inner gymnast as a child...I had all I could do to not throw my arms up in a triumphant pose as I sat on the parallel bar! Also, please tell everyone that Brady was saying "more" once he got down from the bar. I'm not really as mean of a mom as I look!
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