JJJ
Active Member
I'm sitting in my grandparents kitchen and look out the window to see my car across the street on the neighbor's lawn. Tigger had taken my keys and got in the car and started it, leaned on the gear shift trying to get to the radio, and pushed the car into neutral. The car rolled down the driveway and came to a stop thanks to the neighbors mailbox.
He said, "My heart was pounding so fast. And my breaths were like pant-pant-pant." Really Tig, how did you think my heart was going????
Course, he tried to get back in the car 2 minutes later, cause he still wanted to listen to the radio
This is in addition to:
climbing way too high in trees
climbing on top of cars and vans
trying to climb out the car windows
hanging upside down in the car, in the house, at restaurants, everywhere
obsessively trying to get to things (running across streets, etc)
getting too close to the batter when pitching (resulting in getting hit with the bat)
Just no sense of danger.....
He said, "My heart was pounding so fast. And my breaths were like pant-pant-pant." Really Tig, how did you think my heart was going????
Course, he tried to get back in the car 2 minutes later, cause he still wanted to listen to the radio
This is in addition to:
climbing way too high in trees
climbing on top of cars and vans
trying to climb out the car windows
hanging upside down in the car, in the house, at restaurants, everywhere
obsessively trying to get to things (running across streets, etc)
getting too close to the batter when pitching (resulting in getting hit with the bat)
Just no sense of danger.....