...I'd rather just be a kid. My biggest goal would be to try and figure out how someone built so low to the ground could actually climb this tree. For the record, it's not an oak. It's the pecan tree in front of our house. The old gal is probably 150 years old.
So instead I stood at the bottom and looked up.
And tomorrow, when I am surrounded by senior citizens having their annual "Olympics", I will mentally climb that tree and watch as they try to re-capture their own spirit of childhood fun.