Yesterday I mentioned that Jade has been spending a lot of time on a friend’s trampoline this summer. I figured it was therapeutic, so we went and bounced on the giant trampoline as often as possible.
Halia really enjoyed the trampoline, too, and walking down the trail through the neighbourhood greenspace to get to our friend’s house became excitingly familiar. She’d hurry along saying, “Boing, boing, boing!” as we went.
But for all her time on the trampoline, she was always getting bounced, not doing any true jumping of her own. She’d squat down and straighten up as fast as she could, even rising up on her toes, but couldn’t quite get the momentum to leave the ground.
Last night, in our kitchen, she finally figured it out. She squatted down, straightened up, pointed her toes, and, hurrah! She really jumped! The excitement!
She was so delighted with herself that she jumped again. And again and again. And ran over to show Papa what she could do. And demanded that we jump, too. What a triumph!
In that moment, life just couldn’t be any better.
And, oh yes, Halia is now about 70% potty-trained, too. She liked the excitement and stickers that went along with Jade’s potty successes. How’s that for fun for the whole family?!