I’m getting old.
My interests have changed. I actually like flowers now. Must come with being “middle aged”?
Last week, I hoed up a little spot of ground in preparation for my first ever flower garden. It was just a small area, but my back would disagree with that. The next day I went into the shed in search of some heavy black plastic to lay down over the tilled up ground.
I drug it out, opened it up and memories started flooding my soul……
To those days long ago….. on the Slip~n~Slide.
I thought about how cool it would have been if the Slip~n~Slide plastic runner would have come as big as the sheet of plastic I was looking at. I made a quick mental note of the sun, the heat and my bored kids.
I put away all the garden supplies, and pulled out the water hose. I told my most daring daughter to go across to the other side of the yard, run and then slide.
She looked at me with huge eyes….she’d never heard of such a thing?! “Really, Mom?”
I convinced her I was serious and that it would be fun…….kids these days…they’re so sheltered.
And finally, away she went…..laughing the whole time!
The others joined in and for 2 solid hours they laughed, ran and slid.