Wilson’s long had a tendency to push the limit. If an activity involves heights, speed, boards, or wheels, Wilson will soon find the outer limit of his abilities.
When Wilson was in pre-school, we received a call from the nurse to tell us he had fallen from the high slide, the tall one with a ladder to the top. He got up crying, limping, and covered in mulch. I asked him about the fall, and he insisted he didn’t fall. I persisted, letting him know we received the call from the nurse. Still, he denied it. I pressed again, and he said, “I didn’t fall. I jumped.”
In Santiago, Jane got her inline skates, and Wilson got the skateboard he’s been requesting for years. I’m trying to keep him focused on the basics, but I know soon he’ll find his limit.