Since I joined Ricochet, I’ve written often about my son. I’ve tended to refrain using his name for several years, but since you’ve heard so much about him, I thought it was about time that you finally met him.
It’s been raining here in Orange County, California for the last several days and just as I was settling in to enjoy the Super Bowl, Ian stood at the top of the stairs and announced, “Playground, please.” Well, the rain had let up and I thought it would be good for both of us to get out in the crisp, fresh air while we had the chance.
Moments before I started shooting this video on my iPhone, Ian rode the swings in this playground area. Because of his size and his enthusiasm, he gets pretty high. The dismounts are the most gut wrenching to watch because he launches himself out of the seat at the apex of the forward arc and gets airborne and then usually breaks his fall with his outstretched arms often scraping up his knees. It’s why that what little hair I have left is grey. I’ve told him often not to fly off the swings…to no avail. Someday, I’ll get that on video.
He’s a wonderful kid, if at times challenging.