Sometimes my boy needs proof.
Proof that I am more than just his Mommy.
Proof that I was a child once too.
Proof that 'I can!".
We were wondering around the park,
playing, running, jumping, watching,
when we came across this perfect Flamboyant Tree.
I told him that he should try to climb it.
I then proceeded to pick him up and hang him from a branch.
He didn't care for it much...
I little to far from the ground I suspect.
Then I told him that I could climb it.
His response was priceless.
"Mom, No you can't!"
Well that was all it took.
I dropped my water bottle, keys, and my phone and
I jumped right up into that tree.
His jaw hit the floor and he immediately grabbed my phone.
"I need a picture of this to show Daddy!"
Proof.
