Of Mothers and Gravity
26 August 2008
Sometimes we’ll be in a park and I’ll hear “HI MUM!” coming from above my head.
I’ll lift my eyes to see my 5 year old SEVERAL METRES UP A TREE teetering like a buffalo on a branch, waggling his legs like an excited puppy and grinning from ear to ear like the Cheshire Cat.
How did he get there? God knows.
But watching him wiggle back down… was like having my teeth extracted… from my eye sockets.
It’s times like these, I wish my kid had his face buried in a computer game.
Ok not really.
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