Well after a day of traveling to appointments for Alison and helping the missionaries we were totally beat. This coincides perfectly with a time that our son Zach will have boundless energy. It doesn't help things that he got to play with his little friend (they seem to mutually gain large amounts of energy from each other and carry it even after they part for hours) Tanner Hemming (his parents are our friends, ironically we are all brought together by our children and now we probably could care less if our kids were same age or playmates) twice.
He was trying this afternoon and evening to Jump. He is still learning how to do that. It is something he considers pretty cool. I guess there is not really a way to teach it, you just have to do it. He probably isn't strong enough yet but soon he will be jumping all over the place (just the other day he jumped off the high chair and got a bloody lip and nose, I wasn't watching but really I can't catch him every time (says the bad father).
He has learned to do somersaults. He carefully gets himself into position and then after a few efforts will push himself into doing it, or commit himself to the point that his scareddy cat side (which he got from me I am sure) can't resist gravity any more and he will roll over. He will usually do this several times then go play with something else and come back and do it again.
To add to his new tricks he is growing into the firstborn roll and trying to do things that impress us and test us at the same time. He will let us tickle his chin forever it seems but will also make us physically remove him from something he needs to not be doing again and again. Argh and sigh, I do enjoy being a parent. It would just be easier if I didn't need to help him leave the caveman mentality behind. I guess I am really just a social reformist underneath it all when it comes to my child. Ha Ha.
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