Collapse

When he falls over I panic (especially if I'm the one who knocked him over) and wait for tears, or broken bones, or sirens.

And then he collapses in laughter.

I forget it can be fun to fall over, to be bowled over, to end up on your bum in the middle of a game. Who cares about pride, dignity, or decorum when there's life to be lived?

Here's to rough, and to tumble.