I love/hate this play area. I love it because it's free and Ruby can run around like a nut, burning off energy, while I drink coffee or let H watch her while I run to check out the clearance racks at the Gap. I hate it because even though there is a height limit parents let their kids play there anyway so there are 9 year olds doing parkcour off of the ducky while Ruby and other much smaller toddlers are around.
Yesterday Ruby had tried a couple times to cross from one side of the rattle to the another using the narrow handle. She fell but got back up and tried again. The third time she made it across. Good job, Ruby! (giving thumbs up) High five! I didn't think she'd run over to me, I thought she'd just go back and do it again, but she ran over to my and gave me a solid high five. smack!Then she ran back over and did it again. This time once she got to the other side she held up her hands, jumped up, and down and let out the most excited, high-pitched, horror-movie-esqu, scream EVER. It was awesome.
Then she ran over to both of us and gave us double high fives before going back and doing it again and again. During this one minute moment in time I was the proudest I have ever been of her. And fuck, that smile on her face and that squeal of pure delight....damn.