Snowboard

I think I want to be a snowboarder.

Unless I decide to be a gymnast.

Mum took me to kindygym for the first time today and, despite being a bit scared at first, I loved it.

I loved the running.

I loved the jumping.

I loved the rolling.

Then we went home and found Dad eating his lunch, watching the Olympics.

It was almost time for the final round of the women's snowboarding.

Mum and Dad were busy cheering on the Aussie.

But I was too busy snowboarding myself.

I hopped on a little oval cushion and off I went.

My runs usually ended in big crashes.

Just like on the tv.