Who would have known that the desire to jump from heights would come back to haunt me... Rewind 22 years when I was caught jumping off of my parent's roof top because I wanted to see if I could do it... Well, Mason is taking after my footsteps. He climbs onto furniture and stairs only to take the plunge (when we can't get there fast enough to stop him). We have yet to see him cry, as he thinks it's funny to fall face first. I'm here to say, it's not funny and I, now, understand my mother's concern with my desire to jump from our roof top and the reason I did not receive a trampoline until I was a sophomore in college.
... let the record show that I could, indeed, jump off the roof without injury.
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