Sometimes I think my oldest is part puppy. I’ve been home for less than 2 hours and I am drained. Just watching him run, skip, and leap around my house makes me incredibly sleepy.
In his eyes my couch is one of those boosters on the road in a video game.
Those ramps that increase your speed just before you fly high into the air.
Every night run, run, run, SWOOOSH up and over the couch into a sprint for justice in his imaginary super hero world.
Both of my kids are constantly in a “save the world” mission mind set. They have so many fake weapons and Marvel gear. I must admit they really do look the part. A week or so ago I became fed up with their foolishness. I packed it all up. Everything that was “fighting” related was packed up and put away in the storage closet.
Let’s see how much trouble you can get into now with only your blocks and stuffed animals…hahahaha!!!
What a waste of my time… They quickly gathered replacements!
Basically nothing has changed. The battle against all of earth’s greatest enemies continues nightly in my living room, dining room, or where ever they hop, skip and jump.
Tonight I’ll leave you all with this visual reference of what I feel closely matches to my child’s energy level. Good night!