The weekly photo challenge this week made me think of my grandkids and when they lived with us. On Saturday mornings we had a bit of a ritual: breakfast, SpongeBob, and then either to the library or to the local YMCA for some fun in the playroom. While the kids were in the playroom I’d go do some time in the fitness center; it was a win-win. There was a bouncy house, WII station, blocks, coloring, and the rock climbing wall. While the kids were in the playroom I’d go do some time in the fitness center; it was a win-win.
One of these Saturday mornings when I went into the playroom to gather the kids to head home, Coco was near tears. She wanted to go on the rock climbing wall and there was apparently an age requirement. She was four years old, but not yet five which was the cut off. The attendant in the playroom wouldn’t let Coco go on the rock wall without permission. I looked at her, looked a the rock wall, and said, “sure.” The attendant tried to keep her hand at Coco’s back only to be instructed by Coco, “don’t touch me, I can do it!” For such a little person she was built tough and could climb, swing and run, jump, better than kids twice her age! The rock wall moved on a conveyor as fast as the child on it could zig and zag their hands and feet to the next rock.
She was fearless and I loved watching her; grateful I had the chance to see such a free spirit every day for over a year. Thanks, Coco; Grandma loves you!
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