Tandem Barrel-Rolling

In the afternoons, after my work is finally done, and I can walk away from the computer and solely focus on my son; I will chase Troy around the upstairs as he tries to walk or crawl away from me. When I catch him, I'll tackle him to the floor and roll around with him, while he laughs and squeals with glee. Then, I'll let him go, and he'll immediately take off again, while I give pursuit. Over and over again, we'll do this in the vain hopes that he'll eventually exhaust himself. But normally, it's the other way around.

The last few days; however, he'll take a few steps and then lay down on the floor like he's too tired to go on. So, I'll lay down next to him and then barrel-roll away from him. After a few turns, I'll barrel-roll back to him. When I start coming towards him, he tries to barrel-roll away from me. I say "tries," because he doesn't really go anywhere. He just sticks his legs up in the air and rolls from his back to his side and then back again. But he thinks he's doing the same thing as me, and he's happy about it.

Today, I tried something different. I rolled over to him, grabbed him in my arms, and I started barrel-rolling with him, using my arms and legs to make sure that I didn't put any weight on him when we went over. Round and round we went, back and forth across the floor. Both of us were sweating and laughing. If I stopped, then he'd crawl up onto my chest, wrap his little arms around my neck, and start tugging and bouncing on me to do it again. I'm glad he enjoyed it as much as I did.