For real. Every class I take with my son, there’s a lot of jumping and no warning. I’m not anti-jump, either. I’m just a little top heavy and need to be wearing the proper athletic attire to put out an enthusiastic hop. And these classes have made me really up my sock game. By “up my sock game,” I mean I make an effort to make sure my socks match and have no obviously visible holes. I’m not always successful on both counts, but I try.
So son, years later, when you look back on this site, know that at the very least I tried to make sure our feet were presentable.