Extreme Sports

There is an embankment in my yard going from the courtyard to the backyard. Down the embankment there is a set of stone and gravel stairs.

Today Colin was sliding down the stairs on his butt when he suddenly stopped. He thought for a moment, got up and retreated back up the stairs, through the courtyard and into the driveway.


When he reappeared he was pushing a red plastic ride-on toy.

I was busy doing something important...I think I was peeling off my fingernail polish or looking for split ends...so I was only half paying attention to what he was doing. At first I figured he was just going to scoot around in the courtyard...then I noticed he was moving toward the stairs so I thought he was going to drag it into the backyard...

At this point I decided this could be dangerous so I stopped what I was doing to give him my full attention.

When I looked into his eyes, I realized that he wanted to play...

Extreeeeeeme Spooorts!

He was sitting at the top of the stairs, glint of excitement in his eyes, focused on the landing...

"Colin. Do NOT go down those stairs."

"I'm telling you Colin, that is Nooot a good idea. OUchie! It's gonna hurt...Daaaangerous!"

Little legs start sliding the toy back and forth...

"Colin. Doooon't do it. I am Not taking you to the hospital for stitches."

And off he goooooes!

"Weeeeee!!! Hahahahahahaha..hhhhhhgh...

badumpdmp....................................WahhhhhhhhH!"

"Colin, are you Hahaha O hahaha Khahahah....."

I'm sorry but you should have seen what he looked like going down that hill!!! The stairs are not steep - shallow and deep, so he actually made it all the way down the embankment. Only when he hit the grass did the ride get bumpy and he eventually flipped onto soft grass.