A big boat was parked up at our jetty, a Bertram? Anyway, it was tall. The big boys took the opportunity to leap off of the top, and Max couldn't just stand by and be the littlest boy who didn't jump.
Max had to stand there, almost jumping off with Sam, for a long time until he finally DID IT! After that, he jumped 100 more times, until he was hollering "my balls! My BALLS!"
His balls are fine, I checked.
This website was invented many years ago, when the author kept coming across interesting things in pockets whilst doing laundry. Like small, terrified reptiles. Blogging about raising children in the rainforest, moving them to the UK and watching them leave home one by one to have their own adventures has gradually been replaced by a return to grownup life for their mother, Nan Sheppard, who is an anthropologist, writer and public international law consultant.
Friday, 14 September 2007
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