Here’s something neat that happened when we went to the park: Elly climbed the leaf ladder. All. By. Herself.
Now, the leaf ladder is a 5-and-a-half foot single-pole ladder with 6 staggered “leaves” coming off the pole like it’s a trunk. This is quite a feat for a toddler. Straight up, I am proud of her.
What was more interesting was how she attached this new skill to something she already knows: her favorite stories.
The whole time she was figuring out how to get up the leaf ladder, she was reciting Sheep Out to Eat, and Hippos go Berserk. It annoyed me at first, as she mixed up small bits and parts of each book. “Assg fo a seat, bite to eeeet,” (grunt – up one more leaf) and “Uder 44, uder 44. One hippo awwww alone.” (Grunt, up) It just floored me that she was using her mind this way. I’m not sure if it was a way to imprint new info into her little brains, or she was using something she knew really well as encouragement as she focused on this new task.
ANY way, she did the leaf ladder about 8 or ten times, sliding down the other side with joy. She also would alternate commands for me: “Go away…. Help! Go Away……… HELP!!!!”
Watching her get tired broke my heart. The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak. Poor baby. Her little arms just gave out.
As the sheep say… “We’ll stop again on other trips.”