Human Cannonball
Sunday was a lot of things. It was one of the longer days in my recent memory. I got up early to have an outing at the park with friends and their family. I got to see Lena and John, two of my favorite kids, while we were there. In fact, I got to play with them on this playground in one of the nature reserves in the area.
Charlotte, the kids and I took a walk on the trails. I had forgotten my memory card for my camera, so there are no pictures, but it was fun. Beautiful. It was funny to watch young John rush ahead, focusing only on the end goal. Lena lagged behind, taking pictures of every vine and sign, like she wanted to remember everything. I floated in between, trying to spend time with both children. There is something about being around them that always makes me feel younger, more energized. I think I annoy Charlotte when I am like that because I am just as nerve-wracking as the kids. I talk too loud, I skip when I should walk, I talk to the trees, tell knock-knock jokes, the usual. I am starting to think that is part of me that will never change.
At any rate, after the walk we went pack to the pavilion. The kids wanted to check out the playground, so I went with them. It was fantastic! I ran from each part to the next. I climbed the ladders and swung from bars. I went down the slides every way that you could go down slides. Every part of the structure felt my feet and my hands. The entire park could hear our laughter and our shouting.
We decided to be pirates. We were under attack, from all sides! Captain John wanted more cannonballs! Go! Go! Go! Down the slides! One person after another. There were only three of us on the slides, but we were making a mighty noise.
I am not sure how long we played; shouting and running and climbing, but by the time we were done, we were all covered in sweat and smiles. Adam sat on the sidelines, watching us. He shouted encouragement and mocked me when I lost my breath and had to pause. We ran over to the swings to cool down. I flung myself in to the air until the wind dried my hair and calmed me down.
We ate lunch. We went back. We played until the other adults were packing things up and ushering us in to the cars. I haven't had that much fun in a long time. I was a human cannonball and I loved it.
Charlotte, the kids and I took a walk on the trails. I had forgotten my memory card for my camera, so there are no pictures, but it was fun. Beautiful. It was funny to watch young John rush ahead, focusing only on the end goal. Lena lagged behind, taking pictures of every vine and sign, like she wanted to remember everything. I floated in between, trying to spend time with both children. There is something about being around them that always makes me feel younger, more energized. I think I annoy Charlotte when I am like that because I am just as nerve-wracking as the kids. I talk too loud, I skip when I should walk, I talk to the trees, tell knock-knock jokes, the usual. I am starting to think that is part of me that will never change.
At any rate, after the walk we went pack to the pavilion. The kids wanted to check out the playground, so I went with them. It was fantastic! I ran from each part to the next. I climbed the ladders and swung from bars. I went down the slides every way that you could go down slides. Every part of the structure felt my feet and my hands. The entire park could hear our laughter and our shouting.
We decided to be pirates. We were under attack, from all sides! Captain John wanted more cannonballs! Go! Go! Go! Down the slides! One person after another. There were only three of us on the slides, but we were making a mighty noise.
I am not sure how long we played; shouting and running and climbing, but by the time we were done, we were all covered in sweat and smiles. Adam sat on the sidelines, watching us. He shouted encouragement and mocked me when I lost my breath and had to pause. We ran over to the swings to cool down. I flung myself in to the air until the wind dried my hair and calmed me down.
We ate lunch. We went back. We played until the other adults were packing things up and ushering us in to the cars. I haven't had that much fun in a long time. I was a human cannonball and I loved it.
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