Headstands

Today, Troy and I were wrestling upstairs when all of a sudden he stopped, bent over, and placed his hands and the top of his head on the floor. He looked like he was about to kick his legs up in the air and do a headstand. I was going to be equally parts impressed and jealous, because I can’t do a headstand. But instead he just stayed in that position. I suppose he could have been some sort of yoga pose, a downward facing dog or something. But it really looked like a pseudo-headstand. He stood up, ran around, and then did another one. I’m not sure where he learned that, but he’s obviously enjoying his new-found talent.