Did you ever wish you could go back and re-do parts of your childhood?
Well, I was so shy and fearful as a child that I missed out on a lot. If it weren’t for the fact that I had a sister, who was practically my twin we were so close in age, who was also my protector, translator and unconditionally adoring best friend, I’m sure I would have had some kind of “diagnosis”. I also wouldn’t have done half of the things I managed to do.
Looking back, I don’t know what I was so afraid of…
And now, with my 5 year old daughter, every day is a chance to play in childhood again.
And then she asked me to go up into her tree-house. It’s actually the sort of tower part of her swing-set. I’ve managed to avoid it for the most part. I get icked out by webs and potential creepy crawlies. I get nervous climbing up and climbing down. The slide goes so fast it actually scares me.
But after putting her off for a day, I went. She brought the biggest bag of stuff from her playroom, I didn’t know how long we’d be gone.
Well… it was great. I was pretty nervous climbing down but I didn’t let on. She climbed down first and I said, “Wait, be careful… do you want me to go first so I can hold you?” and she said, “Mom, I’m big enough. I do this all the time.”
And I’ve seen her at school.. so grateful that I’m not there when they play because I don’t know how any of them survive it. They climb, they jump, they swing so high.
What is wrong with me that I am so paranoid?!
And now, the photographic evidence of my trip up and into the tree-house. It was pleasantly un-webby.