Tears of Pride...or Joy....or Something....

This afternoon, Isaac wanted me to watch him jump off the couch.  And land on his feet.  On a cushion.  Quite far away from the couch.  I watched.  He jumped.  He landed it perfectly.  I was so proud.  Of my son.  Yes, he is 6 1/2.  And yes, I was so proud.  You see, these things don't come easy to Isaac.  He wasn't physically able to jump and get both feet off the floor until he was 3 1/2.  Today he told me how he's really been trying to get better at landing on his feet.  And he did it.  Perfectly.  As I watched my happy jumping little man, I did so with tears in my eyes.  Don't ever give up, Buddy.  Just don't.  I love you.  And am so, SO proud of you!