I’m in love
with this photo.
When we first moved in, this tree was a tiny shrubbish tree. It had no flowers. I knew it was a camellia and pictured the more rose-ish kind. I trimmed it way down and expected nothing very spectacular. But then that spring I had maybe 5 blossoms on it and to my surprise they looked like tropical hibiscus! I discovered this species was called Camellia Japonica. It quickly became one of my favorite flowers ever! Then that same summer I saw a GIANT camellia trained to grow way up high and trimmed at the base so that the branches looked like a magnolia or banyan. My mom told me I could do the same with mine and probably even train it to grow over our walkway. My dad helped me prune it last year to raise the skirt, and this year…WOW. The thing is MONSTROUS and COVERED in blossoms. It makes me SO happy!Finn was in the tree as I was pruning the other day. The following conversation took place…
f: “Should you let Daddy help you?”
b: “Why would I need Daddy to help me?”
f: “Because you’re a girl.”
b: “Girls are strong!”
f: “Are you sure?”
Q4U How do you feel about letting your kids do dangerous things? Climbing trees, playing with a pocket knife, walking in the neighborhood by themselves… Is our society too buttoned up? Is there a need for autonomy in our children’s lives? Or is it important to keep them safe? Beau and I disagree about how much we should allow Finn to do. I’m a stay in the back yard kind of mom and I think he’d let Finn walk to the candy store by himself. It’s weird because I was always given TONS of freedom as a kid and nothing ever happened, and Beau was held at gunpoint on a walk without his parents! How do you parent (or how would you parent), and how do you think it was shaped by your upbringing?