Put aside the occasional temper tantrum and the fact that Steven and I nearly kill ourselves at least once a day just trying to step over one of the three baby gates we have in our home to keep Cadence corralled in the fully babyproofed rooms, and I think that toddlerhood would be the perfect age.

One of the things I love most about parenting a toddler is how she can turn even the most mundane thing into an absolute thrill ride. Every day is an adventure, and there is potential for gut-busting fun in absolutely every situation.

This past week we have gotten several deliveries, since we tend to do most of our Christmas shopping online. Cadence is always interested in the empty boxes that we toss aside to either throw away or use to pack things in. Yesterday, we got a large box in the mail, and Cadence wanted it immediately. She spent a bit of time throwing toys in, climbing in, tossing the boys back out, and closing the flaps over herself in a rowdy game of peekaboo.

Suddenly, I had an idea. I told her to sit down and hang on, and then took her on a wild spin around the dining room table, down the hallway, back up the hallway and into a spin on the living room floor.

Best. Idea. Ever.

Cadence LOVED it! So much, in fact, that she hollered and demanded, “More go! Momma go!” when I sat down to catch my breath after nearly twenty solid minutes of spinning her around the house like a crazy go kart ride.

Luckily, Steven arrived just in time for me to take a much needed break…

By the the time we were finished and the box was beaten and torn to shreds, we were all worn out and ready for a good night’s sleep. It left me wondering though why we even bothered to buy anything for Cadence for Christmas when obviously any old cardboard box would do.

Tonight’s 365 Project entry is dedicated to our imaginative little girl and all the ways she helps keep us young. There’s nothing quite like having a toddler in the house to help you find the fun in life.

About the Author Lori Romano

I am a writer, photographer, wife, mother, dog owner, half-assed housekeeper and a self-proclaimed coffee and chocolate addict. One day, I will write a book.

2 comments

  1. And it doesn’t end when they get older…our kids would take boxes (or my laundry baskets) and actually ride them down the basement stairs! Sometimes they would put something “cushy” at the bottom to soften the crash at the bottom on the unfinished concrete. Sometimes not. And then I find out later that they took old tire inner tubes up a long extension ladder and “rode” them down the ladder from the top of our old 3 story barn! Some things I just don’t want to know! But they survived! At least so far! LOL!

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