Shared a memory from many years ago about Middle Child picking up her child and being surprised that she was wet and muddy. (Many years and 1 additional child later she doesn't even blink about it) A friend of mine commented that at least she wasn't up a tree. And so here is this

The Twerp was around 4 or 5. She had announced that she was going to climb up a tree in my yard and her goal was to touch the one limb. I have to tell you, there were no grips, no small limbs to climb up from, nothing but bark and the ground between her and her goal. I hear a car

in my drive. It is Middle Child. Big Foot says that's cool but did you know the Twerp was up that tree? Uh, What? In the time between me telling her to get out of the mud and her mother pulling in this little maniac has bare foot scooted up a tree and is dangling from this limb.

MC was still in that 1st child, puckered butt mode and was going to FREAK the fuck out. So I run to slow her down and hiss GET HER OUT OF THAT TREE! to Big Foot. MC still does not know about this event. I plan to take that shit to my grave.