You’d never believe that Audrey is sick the way she’s been jumping around the house lately. She’ll jump off anything, whether it’s 1 foot off the ground or 4. 
So far we’ve avoided any broken bones, but I’d put her bruised legs up against a 2-year-old boy’s any day. I took the girls to the mall this morning to let her play on the indoor playground and she kept up jump for jump with both the 2-year-old and 5-year-old boys that were there.
Side note: I was talking to the boys’ father and learned that he’d just returned from a year of service in Iraq. He has 5 kids and missed half of his 2-year-old’s life while he was there. I shook his hand and thanked him. He shrugged his shoulders and said, “my pleasure.” He, and all the men and women like him (including the spouses they leave behind), are heroes in my book.
