toddler: 57/365

by | Mar 10, 2015 | 1 true thing | 10 comments

Here’s the kind of toddler I was: I climbed over the side of my crib in the dark and let go.
1958-08-02

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 365 true things about me
why this daily practice

10 Comments

    • cynthia
      cynthia on March 10, 2015 at 8:20 pm

      Thank you, Darrelyn : )

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  2. Kathleen
    Kathleen on March 11, 2015 at 12:02 am

    Looks like Wynn, Sounds like Lily

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  3. writersideup
    writersideup on March 11, 2015 at 7:57 am

    You know, I think I can actually see a bit of that daredevil in the eyes of this “proper” little girl 😀

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on March 11, 2015 at 10:00 am

      Ha, Donna. But I think I can see it too : )

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  4. Sarah Laurence
    Sarah Laurence on March 11, 2015 at 1:18 pm

    Cute! That is a painfully earned life metaphor.

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on March 11, 2015 at 4:40 pm

      Well, the good thing is, generally speaking, we forget about the pain. And so can do it again…

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  5. Claire Guyton
    Claire Guyton on March 11, 2015 at 9:45 pm

    It would be wonderful, wouldn’t it, if we could follow the prescription our toddler selves wrote for us. I was known for climbing the highest thing I could find and then jumping. And yet for so many years I politely asked for instructions and walked with my eyes on my feet. It took decades to start looking, again, for things I could climb.

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    • cynthia
      cynthia on April 28, 2015 at 11:35 am

      Claire, this is a lovely comment. Here’s to climbing.

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