Memories...

Cousin Cory was in town this weekend for a gymnastic competition. Parker and I went to see the meet on Sunday. We missed high bar and the parellel bars, but saw pommel horse, floor, rings, and vault. Parker and I (and Ted) sat high in the bleachers with Aunt Monica. Parker seemed to really enjoy it all saying, I see the flippers!

It was strange for me. I was bizarrely emotional seeing the little boys with their outfits and numbers and scores. It brought back memories of watching my sister compete. One boy fell on the horse and started to cry. So did I. Not sure what that was about.

We stayed through part of the awards ceremony and then Parker was done.