Drama Queen vs Gymnastics

1 hour before gymnastics class yesterday, Alyna's big toe nail tore down the middle into the fleshy part and started bleeding. So I wasn't going to make her go to class if it still hurt her. I trimmed it down, and put a baindaid over it. She sat on the couch for a while to watch TV.

When it was time to go, I brought her suit to her and said, "If you don't go today, you won't get to do gymnastics until next Friday, and you won't get to flip on the bar or jump in the pit. But Ryan will because he's going."

So she promptly put on her suit because she wasn't going to miss an opportunity to flip on the bar.

When she stood up, my little Drama Queen put her foot gently on the floor then pulled it up fast and started hopping around on the other foot.

I said, "If you can't walk, then you can't go to gymnastics."

She put it down and walked just fine over to put her shoes on.

That's how much she LOVES gymnastics. It overcomes all her drama queen tendencies (which is probably a good thing in this or any sport).