I did it!

I have been known to not do things that I am no good at and being quite rude about it. Big shocker to those of you that know me well. It seems that Lion has, unfortunately, inherited that endearing quality that you all love about me. After many falls, tears, and "I'm not doing that anymore," he finally did it. It seems he is trying to grow completely up before he starts *tear* Kindergarten in the fall. Of course, we were all alone at the playground, and I was watching Talon when he did. Sometimes, genetics are really scary.



I happened to catch the last few bars, and I cheered him to the finish. He ended up falling, so I cheered him on again and again until we got a good picture and video to send to Dad. I told him his dad texted back, "Good job!!!" Then I asked him how he got so good at those monkey bars. He replies, "Must have been those nice words from my dad." What the heck? Who was cheering you on? Who took you to the park? Who sent the picture to your dad? Oh - just your mom who loves you and spends every waking moment with you. I guess I am suffering from overexposure.

I will say that dear Jusband is a fabulous dad, and my boys love the heck out of him. At least I will know I have done one thing right in this life, if nothing else, and that is scoring an awesome father for my children. And that makes my heart sing.