Yesterday my dad told me that he was going to hang a bell on his porch similar to the one on my porch. So, when Hazel wants to visit (3 times now she has walked the path through the woods without permission... giving me a heart attack), she will ring our bell and if her grandparents are available, they'll ring their bell.
|yes, it's in need of a good sand-blast and paint job. |
I did recently replace the yellow rope with some retired climbing rope... to make it more Kosker-ish :)
This morning we gave it the first practice ring. Hazel rang her bell, we heard a bell answer in response... and OFF SHE WENT in her rain boots and swinging her purse (packed with an extra pair of skivvies).
I followed part-way, heart bursting with love for my independent 2-year-old. She would turn every few steps and say "Bye". Exactly what I used to do when I walked this path in the opposite direction to visit my grandparents (we now live in their home). My mom would watch from her window and I would turn and wave every few steps... trusting she was there and feeling the protection and love of her gaze.
So proud that my daughter is brave enough to walk alone... and a little sad that she's old enough to journey without me.