The other night I sent the kids outside with Ryan while I cleaned up dinner. A few minutes later he calls me on the house phone and tells me to come look outside. This is what I found- my son- climbing to the TOP of the swing set by himself.
Once he gets there- he does a little happy dance, funning back and forth laughing and giving me a heart attack!
Then it’s down the slide, with sister if she’s there, or feet first on his tummy if she’s not.
Needless to say I will have to keep a close eye on this little guy if we have any chance of making it to his next birthday without a broken bone.