When I watch my daughter strut around the playground, I think: this is how I want to live: fully and boldly. She believes that everything is an adventure. And isn't it? Why should I view living in this beautiful world as anything other than an adventure? So, I find myself most afternoons whizzing down the tallest slide right behind her.
With an eye on getting some return on my investment, which included 10 months gestation, 12 hours of labor, opportunity cost of maternity leave and part-time work, as well as expensive hair appointments (okay fine, boxes of color bought at Rite Aid) to cover the gray hairs she has caused me, I have come up with some uses for my toddler.