Don't try this at home.
I’ve given these kids some serious hang time. I’m sure it started like it did for any other dad out there, or mom for that matter. Kid gets sad, dad tries to make kid happy, kid ignores him, dad starts tossing kid in the air, kid starts a smile. Before you know it you’ve got a happy kid. Dad realizes he’s got a trick up his sleeve. There’s nothing better than hearing Rosie’s sweet voice “Again!” when I catch her. So I oblige her. Usually to the point of exhaustion. I did the same with Atticus and will likely do it with baby #3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13…
I was scrolling through pictures the other day and couldn’t help but realize how many great photos we have of hang time, so I thought i’d put them together in a little compilation. I likely give Amber a mini heart attack every time I do it, but if you notice, there are even a few of her throwing the kids too;) If you zoom in, you’ll never see the look of terror, or shock, or fear on their faces. Only pure happiness.
Sounds silly and cheesy, but especially with his passing, I remember like it was yesterday the feeling of being thrown by my dad. I remember as I got older, and bigger, those throws started to only happen in the pool because i’m sure it was the only place he felt confident throwing me where if he dropped me, I wouldn’t break my head open. That’s becoming the case with Atticus. He’s getting so big right before my eyes. I throw him in the pool and I can’t help but think this is the same joy I shared with my dad. I love these kids and the smile they put on my face.