The biological need I speak of pertains only to dads. My dad did it, and now Donnie is carrying on the tradition of throwing his children and freaking out his wife. :) We've had so much fun in our "redneck pool" this summer, and one of our evening traditions is to go for a swim after dinner. This always leads to the girls requesting for Dad to throw them and for me to do the "mom gasp" over and over again. It's a rite of passage, I suppose, but that doesn't mean I have to understand it.
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| Sydni catching some air. |
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| She becomes braver with each toss, and attempts to do "tricks" midair. |
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| Makki has no fear, too. (Much to mommy's chagrin.) |
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