The Sliding Backside

My wife was home today working on a presentation, so I took Troy to the park to run around a bit to get out some energy and enjoy the beautiful weather (and to give my wife some additional Troy-free time to finish her work). 

When we got there, there was another little boy named William there with his mom. He was about the same age as Troy, and he ran up to us and asked Troy if he wanted to play with him. Troy reluctantly followed, unusually acting shy, but he soon got infected by William's energy and exuberance. They slid down every slide, chased each other around the implements, and took a turn on the swings. But it all ended suddenly when William fell and skinned his knee. The sight of blood was too much for him, and his joy turned to inconsolable tears. So, they left.

Troy wasn't quite ready to go, so we hung out a little longer. We started playing a game where I'd climb up this little rock wall, while he climbed up the stairs on the other side. We'd see who could get up their side and get to the slide faster. Of course, he'd always win. But to his credit, he kept giving me additional chances to test myself against the best.

After one go down the slide, I just stopped and sat at the bottom. Troy thought he'd be sneaky and quietly make his way up the stairs, around behind me, and ambush me in the back. What he didn't realize is that I was onto him and was filming the entire thing. Just as he came down the slide, I stood up, and he slide right into my waiting backside! We both erupted into a fit of giggles. And so, he tried it again to the same result. Boys!