D – 12 (What do you fear?)
Counting down the days until Beth’s thirteenth birthday with a few reposts from the archives.
Originally posted: Jun 18, 2004, Beth’s age: 6 (almost 7)
Death? Taxes? The Yankees wining another World Series? A six year old child with an attention deficit, a pinch of hyperactivity, and a bow and arrow?
Yes, Beth had a busy day on Wednesday. I was picking her up from camp and her group leader was explaining all of the activities they participated in that day. They started with a hike through a local park, followed by some canoeing, another hike, swimming at the pool, and an archery class.
Beth’s group leader was running down the laundry list of activities while I was packing up Beth’s stuff, preparing to herd her out the door. Growing up with two sisters, I have a well honed talent for tuning people out. It is my blessing and my curse. As a result, I didn’t realize Beth’s group leader had used the word “archery” until I was pulling up the driveway at my house.
Surely they weren’t using real arrows. I guess we’ll never know, unless we’re served with papers.