My son is not a climber, he’s not particularly adventurous, a trip to the park really means a trip to the swings. So imagine my surprise when we visited Beale Park on Thursday last week (separate post to follow) and he walked across the rope bridge all by himself, not once, but over and over again. My son was being brave, it was a magic, unexpected moment.
This may seem like nothing, something that most other children heading towards their 4th birthday can achieve with ease. This is epic for him, I was so proud of him, and the look of satisfaction on his face was a sight to behold. I only got two photos of him in motion as I was just enjoying watching him overcome his fear, become a little braver, become a bit more adventurous.
Maybe one day he’ll tackle a climbing frame or enjoy a trip to a soft play centre, I don’t know, but just for now, I’m so happy for him, another big step for my little boy.