SuperAidan, Up, Up, and .....Down.

There is a long hidden secret, guarded throughout the course of time and previously known only to Masons, the Knights Templar, and the occasional monk. But the time has come to reveal that secret, to you, the common man (or woman), and I, at great peril to my own person, will do exaclty that. Ready? Here it is: babies are really all tiny X-Men. Superheroes. Benders of time and space. It's true-- babies have an amazing array of superhuman abilities at their disposal. I think it says somewhere in the Baby Powers Use Code that they're not supposed to let their parents see them used, but Aidan slipped the other day. It seems that his particular gift is the ability to surround himself with a pocket of lessened gravity, which he can manipulate at will. I'm not saying he can float blocks around or anything (although he may very well be able to, I'll have to ask his daycare about that) but it's really the only reasonable explanation for what happens when he is standing up and falls over.

Ok, so it's not all that reasonable, but it IS amazing, regardless. There's simply NO WAY he follows the same laws of physics the rest of us do. When he's standing around, hanging onto whatever piece of furniture currently has the most interesting lint on it, he will eventually fall over, or at least onto his knees. Now, I remember physics class. F=ma and all that Newtonian goodness that always made me want to test it by throwing apples around. But when Aidan falls over, he does it very, very slowly. And somehow, he actually seems to DE-celerate as he gets closer to the ground. By the time his little butt hits the floor, it's as soft as settling down onto a down pillow at night.

Unless you're the kind of person who delights in slamming your head down before sleeping. In which case, it's considerably softer.