2 years, 3 months.
After Nonna and Papa had spent the weekend at our house while Mommy and I went to see Kenny Chesney in Nashville and then painted the back porch the next day, it was time for them to head back Sunday afternoon.
So I announced to you, “Holly, it’s time to say goodbye to Nonna and Papa…”
You immediately ran over to them, smiled, then ran the other way- towards the sofa.
All weekend, you had been showing off your furniture climbing skills. As if to give them one more little talent show before they left, you climbed right up the arm of the couch, then rolled yourself over onto the cushion.
From there, you hopped down, ran towards Nonna and Papa, then continued to repeat the sofa climb.
After several cycles through, Papa finally grabbed you for the official goodbye hug.
Otherwise, I think you could have easily gone another 30 minutes through your self-imposed obstacle course in the living room.
It’s clear to me that right now, one of the things that is definitely a part of your identity is your fearlessness. You demonstrated this to Nonna and Papa all weekend.
If you could climb it, you did. If you could jump from it, you did.
And never once did you fall or get hurt. Papa even witnessed you teach yourself how to do a somersault, as you were running so fast across the living room floor that you stumbled, fell forward, then instinctively pushed yourself up after your legs had already flipped over your head.
I can’t help but think how this ends up translating to your interests and activities as you get a little older.
Gymnastics? Yeah, that’s a given.
But I’m even thinking indoor rock climbing. That may be the thing that’s actually challenging enough for you!