Luca is our little fearless boy. He runs off the climbing wall and jumps into his Papi's arm. He tried this same move with me the other day off the kitchen table when I told him to get down and I'm not sure how he did it, but he plopped right into my lap, big belly and all. Today he climbed up a 15+ foot twisted metal contraption at the park in a heart beat and hung like a monkey on a glider from one side to the other. Luca cries to go in the big pool with all the pre-adolescent teenage boys playing basketball... Yesterday, he ran as fast as he could and threw himself on the swing, in which, he flips over onto his head. Does it again, but this time, calculates better. Sumo wrestles with Papi, tries with Sophie and mommy, but we're not into it. Cries as we leave the 40 foot climbing wall at the YMCA, sad that he can scale up it.
Ah, the list could go on and on...
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Boys! They are fearless. They are crazy. They give their mothers gray hair!!
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