Basically, my kid is a maniac! He is just such a little dare devil. I have caught him trying to ride his bus up the stairs, stand on the back of the couch, run into walls because he has a blanket on his head and is running full speed around the house, climb up the back of the kitchen chairs (only to have it fall back on him and then he just laughed), get his bus rolling and then stand on top of it while it is still going (and then he shouts TADA! at the top of his lungs!), and walk right off the side of the pool (into my waiting arms, thank goodness!) Of course, once in a while he will lay down so sweetly, say "Night night!" and pretend to sleep. Just when I think that he has finally calmed down, he jumps up and starts it all over again. *sigh* I thnk he just might be the next Travis Pastrana, which would most likely cause me to have multiple heart attacks. He just has no fear of anything. For a while, I thought it was just me still getting used to the boy mentality, but none...
Choosing joy and trusting God!