Aug 17, 2015
Every day Robert tries to fly. It started on the couch. He added props. A cape to a blanket, to a hat, to a stick, to a special shirt. Each new location needs to be tried out with each new prop. You never know when one will work. He has attempted to fly off of every bed, couch, and chair. When the flying moved to the kitchen, I had to set some guidelines that were not appreciated. I've been told I prevented man from flight. He took a few days off to come up with a plan AND today I yelled my first "NO". I have been labeled the unfair meanie pants mommy. In his defense he was only going to leap off the top basement stair with a comforter tied around his waist. I can't see how that could go wrong.