Herewith a few snapshot of the kids, oblivious to the amount of freedom they have, completely unaware that perhaps their mom isn't so bad after all.
|A cenote (underground swimming hole) in the Yucatan. |
This is actually accessible only a long flight of stone stairs that come down
to the water through a hole in the ground at the top, where a little bit of light shines in.
|It's so dark the dust inside looks like snowflakes to my camera.|
|Roasting sausages at a family picnic. No adult supervision.|
|Climbing down into a swimming hole that spills out into |
a raging river.
|The bear on our path in Glacier National Park.|
|Redding and Mason buried under mounds of bubble bath. Ok|
if I had know they were doing this beforehand I would have
put my foot down. It wasn't our bath, or our bubbles.
|Maosn at the county fair. Step inside plastic ball, inflate with|
leaf blower, seal opening with duct tape and roll around
in a baby pool until you have to cry uncle and are released.
|Same fair. Acrobatics on the bungy cords.|
|Really and truly: At Mason's Waldorf School you are required|
to participate in a Day of Challenges, including
jumping over a burning rope which has been soaked in kerosene
and light. I only saw one boy get burned and it wasn't Mason.
|Bare-chested and barefoot on Troncones Beach.|