In Which He Conquers The "Death Slide"

One year and eight months.

That's how long it took Just Son to gain enough confidence to try once again to climb up, and then slide down one of these:

The last time he encountered one of those inflatable slide playground thingies was September 2009, when Just Dad and I worked at the Fall Fest at JS's former school. Back then, JS wasn't interested in making the climb up a "Death Slide" (my term, not his), and whooshing back down. But last night, he conquered it.

He was a little hesitant at first, simply because he wasn't quite sure how to navigate the soft steps and handles. In fact he'd climb up just a few steps, and then climb back down. (Thankfully we were there when it wasn't that crowded, and all the children interested in the obstacle course/slide were very patient and polite.)

I didn't want to force the issue, so we took a little break for juice. But then, JS surprised me by saying he wanted to try climbing all the way up again.

So we went back.

And he climbed.

And before I could get my camera out and focused on him, he climbed over and whooshed down the other side.

I guess it's my turn now to get over my fear of heights.