We had a barbeque tonight at Nick's mom's house. The kids had been there for most of the day, and Nick and I had been working in the shop. When we arrived we took the kids outside to play, and enjoy the beautiful evening. Nick's step-dad grilled some steaks and veggies, and we ate on the patio in the glow of the sunset. It was pretty perfect. After dinner, the kids wanted to play one more game of bean-bag toss before we went home, so we all migrated to the back yard. Nick was holding Christian, and so he ended up facilitating Christian's absolute favorite activity, being hurled into the air. He smiled at his Daddy and said "Daddy throw me big!" over and over until Nick obliged. It's a rather terrifying thing to watch your child being thrown into the air, but his screams of delight make it impossible not to join in with his enthusiasm.
The downside to this awesome game was that Christian didn't want to stop. Everytime Nick stopped throwing him, Christian demanded more. "Are you ready now Daddy?' he asked until Nick gave in. When it was finally time to leave, Christian got upset over the idea of getting in the car. Being the smart Daddy that he is, Nick used the game in his favor. He told Christian he was going to "throw" him into the car, then pretended to do so, landing him softly in his car seat. Christian looked at Nick, let out a big breath, and said "Whoa Daddy, that was intense!" We roared with laughter, never having heard that particular word come out of Christian's mouth before. What a beautiful surprise.
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