So we went and I can say that I pretty much rocked the parenting think from 1pm -5pm (a brief intermission of whiney guilt inducing parenting over the dinner hour) and again from 6pm til bedtime. Here is some photographic evidence.
get a cranky, wild, sensory-seeking girl out in the woods and the sun
stay for 2 hours
Watch her spirit soar like it was meant to.
Enjoy her like a mom should.
see her challenge herself.
still those gasps and those "be carefuls"
(as much as you can)
extend that city length leash
watch her enjoy that trust
try not to completely FREAK OUT
when she catches a snake, and holds it like
she's been catching and handling snakes
her whole life (she has not)
enjoy the solitude of just us two
watch her imagination run completely wild
and beautiful and amazing
see her turn a leaf into a treasure map. i see the treasure,
i am looking right at her.
quickly mourn that this seems to be the year
that rolling down hills turns a little "gross" to her
let her climb as high as she can
watch her turn logs into a "stairway to heaven"
and then curse as that song gets stuck in your
head the rest of the night.
Thank you Mother Nature. Once again you came to our rescue.