May 4, 2008
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Is He Still Small Enough To Get Through?
This is apparantly the door to the jail part of their destroyed balcony. When the kids were little Matthew was able to crawl out of the window and “escape” from jail. While we were cleaning up the mess he decided to see if he could still climb through the window before we knocked the door apart to load it onto the tractor.
Now, since they really stoppe using the balcony for a fort Matthew has grown about twelve inches taller and gained about fifty pounds. But he is still just a tall skinny kid and is able to crawl through the window of the jail and escape.
Then Mary-Kate, of course, had to try. Now she is tall and slim. I won’t say skinny. Although she isn’t as curvy as some girls her age and she lost a lot of weight when she had her surgery. But she had to try. Her father and I warned her that girls are shaped differently than boys are and that that window was a little on the small side. But she wasn’t having any of it. So she got down there on the ground and started to crawl into that hole.
She got her shoulders in and then she got her waist in and she twisted and she turned and she talked all the way about how it wasn’t a tight fit.
But she only got as far as her hips and then she realized that it wasn’t going to work so she had to go back. You can see by this last picture how very small that hole is. There was no way my girl was going to squeeze her girl self into that hole. Her dad could have probably done it but not her. Then they knocked the door apart and threw the pieces onto the tractor and said good-bye to the door to the jail from the balcony.
No more jail breaks. Then we went in to say our prayers and go to bed. Monday we will finish cleaning up and we will have a bonfire and say a final farewell to the balcony of their youth. I think that I will even miss the mess and the disappearance of things. I always knew where tools were and kids were. I still hear the ringing of hammers and the sound of high pitched voices coming from that corner of the yard some days. It is the ghosts of small boys dreaming dreams and having high adventures on warm summer days.
Comments (5)
Where does that lead?
@felgild - It leads to his childhood. Only now it leads to the bonfire pile.
Ahh, the pictures are dark on my screen I couldn’t make much out.
I was always more of a smash my way out kind of guy. To each his own.