A defining moment

Sometimes a photograph defines a poignant moment. This is one of those, as was the wonderful image posted yesterday.

POD’s not slept well these past few weeks and is often still awake at 10pm. Monday became a day where it was necessary to get out of the house after she refused a nap. We headed to a local farm and she was typically asleep within five minutes. She didn’t even wake in the car to buggy transfer she was so shattered!

Once awake we looked at some rabbits and guinea pigs before heading over to feed the larger animals. Unknown to me it was just before their feeding time. Although POD is normally a brave little soul, hearing pigs, sheep, alpacas, goats and cows all cry for food at the same time was too much.

We cut our losses and headed to a play area where she quickly forgot her fears. After a brief spell on a swing, she was on a trampoline practicing her jumping skills. There was no stopping her after that, she climbed everything that could be climbed and said “hello” to anyone that would listen.

But then something happened. She climbed a walkway to a slide much longer than one she’d normally attempt. At the bottom she said “again” and off she went. The third time she headed up the walkway, instead of taking a left to the slide, she turned right. There larger children could access enclosed slides, or shutes, in varying sizes. Hesitating she opted to go through a tunnel instead and ran off straight afterwards. I found her at the top of one of the shutes requesting we go down it together.

Instead it was suggested POD go down it and I catch her at the bottom. I had no idea how fast she’d come down but it seemed like the safest option. This photograph was taken from part of the way up the shute. Although POD was apprehensive at first, she came down it on her own. Twice.

It was definitely a poignant moment. POD’s grown so much over the Summer. She looks different, she’s fiercely independent and she knows exactly what she wants. She’s trying to see how far she can push us. But she’s just growing up whether we like it or not. On Christmas Day she’ll say goodbye toddler and hello to three year old girl.

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