Jumping

Or 'dumping' as Sachin calls it (we haven't quite mastered the J sound). The happiness this simple activity brings him is really quite astounding. We spend time making a landing pad with every duvet and blanket and pillow we can find, and then he gets ready. He climbs onto the bed, bends his legs. He shouts "1, 2, 3 GO!" He jumps. Over and over and over. Sometimes he dives, head first. Never afraid of how his body will land, never jumping without anything short of complete abandon. I often wince, I always encourage.

Please God, just don't let him progress to base jumping....

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