my daughter, the monkey

my daughter, the monkey

She learned how to do this before school one morning. We stood by to spot her several times until we were confident she could do it on her own. And then, an hour or so later when she was at it again, three members of the school’s administration approached Micah and I, who were talking to another parent a few yards away, to see if it was our little daughter who was giving everybody heart attacks by climbing on top of the monkey bars.

Yes, yes it was.

That’s just her, we told them. She’s been doing that to us for nearly 3 years now and we’ve learned that she’s actually pretty good at what she does—which is to climbing and swing and flip in ways that most children her age wouldn’t dream of and most parents can barely tolerate.

Lucky us.

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