His Future's So Bright, He's Gotta Wear a Potty Seat
Parents often worry about their children's progress: Is little Suzie walking soon enough? Is Billy growing at an expected rate?
I worry because my two- and four-year old act like orangutans in our kitchen, literally climbing on the table and swinging from the light fixture as soon as I turn my back.
Then again, maybe it's not so bad to be a trained orangutan. Look what they can do!
Maybe those talents will pay for my retirement...
Another clear sign of intelligence recently came from my two-year-old, Johnny. He ran out of the bathroom with his trainer-potty seat on his head declaring himself "King, king!"

He also needs a hair cut. His hair in the back for some reason is naturally growing faster than the front. I'd hate for him to end up with a power mullet like this Texas Longhorns football player:
Yikes. But who needs talent or a college degree when you have super powers, like the ability to fly, according to this demonstration by Johnny and his sister, Belle:

What I've learned from parenting, though, is that the immense love you feel for your progeny outweighs all the death-defying trapeze acts they might try. (Even if you feel like a safety net by the end of the day.)
Because, as Belle told me: "Daddy, I mortally love you."
Labels: Belle, dogs, flying, future's so bright, hydrant, Johnny, king, mortally love you, mullet, potty seat, Texas Longhorns, trapeze