I think my twins will be stellar athletes. Is this
prediction based on contributing factors such as my height, or maybe, my
husband’s hand-eye coordination? No. It’s the way they go about drinking their
sippy cup. Here is the best way to describe their hydration style: they chug it
the way Napoleon Dynamite drinks his gatorade, and with the majority of what
they sucked out dripping down their faces, they throw it across the room like a
marathon runner who takes his water cup hand-off with no time to slow down.
After throwing the cup haphazardly, they take off, bumbling along at breakneck
speed (and overconfidently, mind you; they have not been walking long enough to
move this fast). To me this is the makeup of a true sportsman: part intensity,
part drama. Let's break this down.
1: The
thirst itself.
You are acting like you just crossed the Sahara and
haven’t had water, like, ever. However, I change your diaper many, many times a
day and know this isn’t the case. But I do love your drama, little Napoleon
Dynamite. How you occasionally fall over backward throwing your head back. Such
determination.
2: The
casting away of the sippy cup.
You throw that cup like it was offensive to you! Like you
didn’t have time for it, and you don’t care about it. And we all – Max the dog,
me the mom, your brother- have been hit by the cup. Its small and colorful but
it does hurt.
3: The
“vacate the area” attitude.
This movement, whether crawling or your version of
“walking”, is too fast for your own good. You did not just throw a grenade; you
do not need to book it away from the cup. Actually the cup itself is hurt, and
you should probably check on it. I’ll mop up the entire first floor of the
house, since the cup just exploded into the wall.
