Yesterday involved playing at the park with friends, for me and Bliss. My shy and cautious kiddo must love the sunshine, or her new friends, or maybe peer-pressure is just awesome because she climbed the rope ladder all the way to the top. Three times. Every time included several cries of “I can’t get down!” and some coaching, but she managed it. By the final trip down, the work of climbing and nerves combined into some shaky legs, so we spotted her a bit more, but she still did it.
We stayed around for a long time because it turned out the local school was having their ice cream social. We never seem to notice the flyers all over the neighborhood for this event, and just sort of stumble into it each year. Anyway, since it included lookmommaBAND and lookGUITAR and DRUMDRUMDRUMs… we stayed.
It also included a big blow-up giant slide thing. We had a couple extra tickets, and B wanted to try it out, so we stood in line. Surprisingly, after watching other kids do it, she still wanted to do it. Maybe pizza fuels bravery? Anyway – she did it! Climbed up the steps – very very slowly, much to the annoyance of the 7 year old behind her, but he was as patient as you could expect. And then down she came – and when she got down, she was laughing with that I’m-scared-but-its-over-so-I-guess-it-was-fun laugh. The I-can’t-believe-I-did-that-crazy-thing laugh. The Im-proud-but-amazed-and-freaked-out laugh.
I’m so very proud of my girl growing and changing. A blow-up slide isn’t much, really, but even a couple months ago she wouldn’t have dared. Bliss is just on the sensitive, easily scared side of the spectrum. Yesterday though reminded me that supporting her without scaring her really is giving her confidence. It may be a slow process, but change done well often is. Not all the time, but sometimes. Maybe even this time.
Either way, I’m looking forward to hearing more of that laugh.