Tackle Time

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This went on for about 30 minutes.

Pardon the exposed diaper.  Desi just got off the potty.  If the tackling hadn't interupted, we would have taken him up to change into jammies. 

Also pardon the mess.  No excuse for that...but, it's my house so back off!
Note...after each tackle, he is putting his hand out to help me up...just to knock me down, again.


Tacklin' from Jason Pankow on Vimeo.

Comments

Desi's Grandma P said…
...and never once did he drop Bubba. What a kid!
June 1, 2010 at 4:54 PM
Beth said…
What good sportsmanship, helping you back up everytime! I love that he's getting a running start. Too cute.
June 3, 2010 at 9:30 AM
Staci said…
I love that he goes WAAAAAAY over by the window for a head start at speed yet the speed never quite meets his feet.
June 10, 2010 at 11:20 PM
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