First it was football. Then came the drums. Then golf and although the kid still enjoys to whack the little white ball around (photos and stories still to come), that phase was short-lived and mild compared to this.
This video was taken on day two of the kid learning to ride a real skateboard. He’s pretty amazing actually. It comes incredibly naturally for him. It is the most attached he has ever become to anything in his life. More so than either of his parents, a bottle, a blanket, a stuffed animal, even Aunt Kylies. Skateboarding has trumped it all.
The wooden-wheeled board (that he can correctly name all of the parts to: wheel, truck, riser, deck, grip tape) is truly his obsession. He wakes each morning since Saturday – still groggy – asking for the skateboard. If in a story book at night he sees a skateboard he will jolt from his sleepy-state and demand “skateboarding!”, “DO IT!”, “RIDE IT!”, “HOLD IT!”. And nap time has become an absolute disaster. He now cries and yells for his skateboard and not until he is dead-asleep will it stop. On Saturday he fell asleep, started snoring then out of nowhere began to cry and moaned skate…board… IN HIS SLEEP.
Listening: The Givers