There is only one answer to that question. When Dad asks, “Wanna skip?” the answer is, unequivocally, “Yes.” .
Dad is a great skipper. And skipping is fun. And fast. You can move when you’re skipping.
This all came back to me the other day when we celebrated my sister-in-law Kelly's birthday with her. We went to her house, and, at her request, drank strawberry daiquiris.
Quite a few strawberry daiquiris.Hey Dad. “Wanna skip?”
I thought that was great. I mean (except for my sister Jane, who has carried on Dad's skipping mojo) who asks something like that?
Well, Kelly does. And so gallop we did. We galloped around Kelly's house. So fast the camera couldn't even capture us in focus.
.We galloped and galloped.
At least until I came to my senses and insisted we skip around Kelly's house.
Because skipping is fun. And fast. You can move. And frankly? It's so much cooler than galloping.
And so we skipped. We skipped and skipped around Kelly's house.
I love skipping. I just regret I've let so much time go by since my last skip. Thank you, Kelly, for reminding me how much I love non-walking bi-pedal transportation.