March officially began Man Cub's time in the movers' and groovers' nursery class at church. Oh, it's not really called that, but once a baby starts climbing, crawling, trying to walk, somersaulting...you get the idea, they move that baby down the hall. Sweet Man Cub was still one of the smallest in the tiny baby nursery just because he hasn't wanted to grow very fast, so now he's really the smallest in his new class, and definitely the youngest. He doesn't seem to mind though. He's won over his new teachers and loves that the toys are more for his stage of play: they roll, move, sing, etc. And, now Man Cub gets a buggy ride, which has been a favorite adventure the last two weeks! Unless exhaustion strikes, I'm so glad our sweet boy enjoys his class and his teachers. They show him Jesus by loving on him so very, very well.
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