The children have done this once before.
The opportunity to do it again presented itself,
and I agreed to take them one more time.
and I agreed to take them one more time.
Really, I don't fancy the idea of it becoming a habit.
I'm not at all in favour of them doing it for real.
Inside. With harnesses. And ropes. And thick pads below.
Inside. With harnesses. And ropes. And thick pads below.
That I can handle. A few times ~ I think. :)
They were unable to join us yesterday.
That's why only Fraser and Emma are featured in this post.
It was just me and them. My two youngest.
Dear me. How quickly they grow up.
Emma was able to touch that blue rock at the tippy-top of the wall below. :)
Fraser's in the striped shirt.
He made it to the top and rang the bell. :)
There were places where they could free climb ~
Fraser made it to the top of the wall in the photo below.
Emma was able to touch that blue rock at the tippy-top of the wall below. :)
Fraser's in the striped shirt.
He made it to the top and rang the bell. :)
There were places where they could free climb ~
Fraser made it to the top of the wall in the photo below.
I happily kept my feet firmly planted on the floor,
while cheering my children on and snapping photos.
It was the safest thing to do, wouldn't you agree? :)
Happy Weekend!
Camille
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