Last summer, Preston would climb up and sometimes make it all the way, but usually only get half way before he started screaming for me. I would have to head up and he would try to convince me to go down the slide with him. At which point I would either cave and we'd ride down the slide together. Or I would shut it down and inform him that it's a tight squeeze and it hurts Mommy to ride down and I would carry him back down.
This summer is apparently the slide and Preston's summer. Today he climbed up all by himself. After I warned him that I would not be coming up there under any circumstance. Once he was up there he requested that I wait at the bottom for him and he SLID DOWN ALL BY HIMSELF! The first few times he asked me to wait at the bottom to catch him. But after a couple of times I pointed out to him that I wasn't actually catching him he was good to do it on all on his own. Repeatedly.
Did I mention that he SLID DOWN THE SLIDE ALL BY HIMSELF?!
As if I needed to have it pointed out to me in yet another way that my baby boy is growing up.

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