A Flying Leap
by weathereye
Here’s my younger son, Tarzan, reminding the world how he got that nickname. Fifteen feet up, people. “I guess I’ll be Robin for a while,” he once told me, “but only until I get my drivers’ licence. Then I’ll be Batman.”
Here’s my younger son, Tarzan, reminding the world how he got that nickname. Fifteen feet up, people. “I guess I’ll be Robin for a while,” he once told me, “but only until I get my drivers’ licence. Then I’ll be Batman.”
