Remember that moment during "Christmas Vacation" when Clark, Cousin Eddie and the kids are going sledding and Clark asks Eddie if he wants some of the silicon spray on his sled, only to have Eddie decline due to the metal plate in his head?
I think Trot may well be Cousin Eddie, minus the cigars and the leisure suits. However, he's only 3 so give him time.
While playing "Monster" with the kids tonight, which consists of me hiding until they find me and then tickling them until some says "STOP" or pees themselves, whichever happens first, Trot's forehead met the side of MY head which resulted in me seeing stars and sporting a goose egg and Trot uttering one minor grunt and then promptly asking me if we could play again.
In all seriousness?
I thought I had a concussion for a few minutes.
Suddenly, all those falls down the stairs when he was little that resulted in little more than a mild cardiac episode for me and about 10 seconds of crying for him are making all the sense in the world.
Maybe I can train him to be a MMA fighter?
On the 97th anniversary of his birth.
22 hours ago