High Slidin'

A few weeks ago, the boys and I stopped at Poinsett Park in Travelers Rest. While we were there, Freddie went down the super-high, spinny slide, but Jones would have none of it.

We went back today - meeting up with my friend Christy and her three girls. Early on, Jones was as stand-offish as he'd been before. He'd stand at the top and watch Freddie go down, but he had ZERO interest in doing it himself.

Then, as I stood there talking to Christy, I suddenly turned to the slide and, to my ELATED surprise, JONES WAS GOING DOWN IT! And he kept going down it again and again and again.

I was so, so proud.

When I put him to bed tonite and asked what he was thankful for today, he said, "I'm thankful we go to the big, giant park."

Me, too, Big Boy. Me, too.