I mean seriously that is all Rachel does all day: FLIP OUT!!! She does back flips, front flips, and cartwheels every place she is at. I can't stop her.
It's funny because I teach dance and so I automatically want her to be a dancer. She loves dancing with me and attends every class I teach but her heart is in gym. If they would let her she would take back to back classes every afternoon. I still fuss and worry about her with every class. I worry about her lack of coordination she has when she is even momentarily distracted. The bars, the beams, the rings, everything is so big and she is so small. I think sometimes this is God's way of making me trust him.
Nothing I could do would ever take the gym out of Rachel so I just have to have faith she will be okay. Still I love when she is safely on the ground dancing but she will always be jumping for the stars right after.