For lack of a witty opener, I’ll start with a picture:
See that stick figure in a green bathing suit at the top? That’s Annie. She made it to the top! It was a really big deal because she’s been monkeying around on these things the entire summer and this was the first time she made it all the way to the top. What you can’t see in this picture is me having a minor heart attack because holy crap, she’s at the top. It took every fiber of my being not to have a panic attack and remind her that maybe it would be a good time to focus and be careful. I figured that my warning would distract and that’s when she’d fall, so I took this picture instead and then turned away because I couldn’t watch. And I didn’t want her to smell my fear.
On our ride home I asked what her favorite part of the day was. Not surprisingly it was the fact that she made it to the top. She told me that she just kept climbing and didn’t realize how high she was until she was at the top. She was really proud of herself. And I was totally proud of myself for keeping quiet, otherwise she might have just panicked and dashed over to the sandbox instead.
And while I might still get a bit queasy looking through some of these pictures, I’m cool with it, I know she can do it. Keep climbing kid!