Informal exercise yesterday.

In the form of beating the hell out of a drum and other things and then dancing with my kid and trying to get her to quit streaking.

It was at drumming circle class that we attended en famille after church. Paul was the only one of the three seriously drumming and he came out of it with red palms and feeling it in his upper body. He doesn't often get to cut loose so I had fun watching beat the stew of of our clay drum. (In class you can bring your own or share class instruments)

Julia and I explored all the instruments in the center -- shakers, bells, tambourines, little drums, guards, clacky things... all kinds of percussion. So I got to drum for a while when we were first there. I love making a racket and I much prefer beating on things to the piano lessons of my childhood that never went any where.

After a while Julia wanted to run around and alternated between dancing up front with other people who were dancing or zipping up and down the aisles. It was a bit warm -- we weren't prepared for that so next time we need to bring her a cooler outfit. I let her strip to her diaper and that helped, but eventually even that got too hot for her because she kept trying to take it off.

Amused the whole class when she was on stage and doing a crazy little naked dance while I was trying to catch her and put her diaper back on. I think next time we do that she need to wear panties. It's lighter, and she can't take it off as fast!

But we're all coming back -- way too much fun not to do it again. :)