June 10, 2014 at 10:34 pm , by Nick Shell
3 years, 6 months.
Ever since you took that gymnastics class a few months ago, you’ve made a habit of looking for things to jump off of, like a BASE jumper.
That’s right- you learned to jump, as funny has that sounds. And now, it’s something you take very seriously.
When we stayed at the hotel for the Wizard World Atlanta Comic Con recently, you were very excited to see there was an ottoman in front of the sofa.
Needless to say, you knew just what to do…
When you weren’t using Hungry Hungry Hippos as a toy, you were being Jumpin’ Jack Flash!
A recent new tradition you and I started is that every night when it’s time for you to go upstairs with Mommy to take your bath, I take a break from doing the dishes and give you a piggy back ride to your room.
Then, I throw you onto your bed.
For the next couple of minutes after that, you jump off the bed onto the carpet, only to have me throw you back on the bed.
Your face slams into the bedspread and pillows. You love it.
Convenient for the sake of you continuing this roughhousing with me, is the fact you have never gotten hurt doing any of this.
This whole time, I’ve never had to put up a baby gate on our stairway. You have always had a reverent fear of the stairs- which is part of why you like to ride on my shoulders while going up them.
But despite your new love of BASE jumping, you have no desire to try jumping down the stairs.
You know that if you get hurt jumping, or while I throw you on the bed, that you probably wouldn’t get to have this much fun.
Smart kid, you are.