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Monkey Bars

Do you remember Monkey Bars in elementary school?  All of my kids have went through a monkey bar stage. Which doesn't explain why I was so surprised to watch H. make his way across the bars.  I am trying not to view him as my baby. I think that I am doing really good. Then I stand in total shock as I watch him cross the monkey bars.

I desperately want to run across the playground and walk beneath him. Make sure he doesn't make the 100 foot fall. However, as I watch I notice he has obviously been playing on the monkey bars at school.
 
Obviously he has done this a time or two.  I'm trying to figure out away to stop it.  

Dear School, 

H. is my baby he is not allowed to cross the monkey bars.  Crossing the monkey bars would indicate he is older then he is in my head.  I would appreciate it if you would realize a mothers heart is not ready to let him grow up.  

Thank You, 

Crazy Mom Lady 
What do you think? They would totally stop this monkey business right? 

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Heather Bowles said…
I dare you to right a note to the school saying that. They would for sure think you are crazy. H, is so cute.
March 30, 2009 at 9:05 AM
4kidsandcrazy said…
Love those pictures! You should just bring it up at the meeting this week:)
March 30, 2009 at 12:22 PM
Krissi said…
I like to save my crazy moments. Notice I'm not saying that I'm not crazy I'm just saving the crazy letter to school for the time I really need it.
March 30, 2009 at 12:54 PM
Me, Myself and I said…
haha, funny letter, haha
March 31, 2009 at 10:31 AM
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