City Mouse vs. Country Mouse
Almost everyday I go for a jog, pushing my daughter in her jogging stroller. We head toward the national forest about a half-mile down the road and usually take the low road along the river. It’s a bumpy ride and I brings snack and water for her to keep her content. We have created a routine of stopping at the turn-around point, to throw rocks in the river. She is usually dressed like a fairy since that is her normal garb around the house. So, I sit, rest for a moment, and watch my little fairy catapulting stones and listening for the sounds they make.
I consider what I am missing out on by living so rurally. For one, I have to drive nearly an hour to take her to the library, dance class or playground. I also have to schlep her to various playgroups to ensure socialization and such. In exchange, she is a fearless rock climber and a bug lovin’, mud eatin’, river stompin’ fairy who can spend long periods of time playing with sticks.
So, if I had to choose between living in the town or the forest? I would chose the forest, easy.
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