Jumping. Lots and lots of jumping.

We hung out here at the house for the majority of the day (save that field trip of necessity to Sonic for MonkeyMommy to get a Vanilla Dr Pepper ahem). Much Noggin graced our home as did a fat ton of jumping. For some strange reason the Boy has been All About Jumping the past few days. He jumps down the hall. He jumps out of the tub. He jumps from the toilet to the floor - from the stool the the ground - out of the car - over the last step - off the furniture. Gump was run-nin everywhere he went but Eli? He's Jump-in.

Today he went from jumping/leaping/flying from the couch to the floor to even higher heights. He then jumped from the red chair - on to the mini-trampoline - then flew through the air with mad ups before landing on the floor. Didn't always land on his feet but always bounced right back up - and went right back to jumping.