Park

So, I've decided to stick to the little park for a while. It seems that boys come into the world lacking a very important thing: FEAR. My son has figured out that he can access ALL of the structures at the park, including those with very high drop offs that freak his mother out to no end. He will climb to the highest point faster that a grown woman can get up the stupid spiral stairs with the really low ceiling. Forget the silly shaky bridge where Lily spent her fist 2 years rockin' out. NOOOOOO, go up higher to that big giant spiral slide (the slirly slide) and no, don't bother to sit down and scoot your way down. No, just run. Run right down until you crash and fly down the remaining slide while your mother throws up out of extreme fear. Then, do it again and wipe out and as you run off the edge, smack your face on the opposite side of the slide, nearly flipping over the other side (probably 10 feet, or more, off the ground). Oh yeah, and crack up the entire time you do it. You little punk. While it still has drop-offs, the little park is smaller in every way. It's easier for me to run around the main play structure to block a launch. The slides are smaller too. Rachelle got to witness the run down. In fact, we watched as he ran all the way down the small slide howling with laughter. It was pretty funny to see him move so fast with no control. He made it all the way down without falling though. He's a madman. He runs a lot now and sometimes makes this face like, oh man, this is fast, I wonder if I can stop!! Instead of gradually trying new things out, this kid just pushes everything to the limit and deals with the fall, if it happens. Can't wait for 16!

This is the little slide he ran down