We’ve been in partial heaven for the past 3 days. Absolutely wonderful place. Peaceful, calm, and atop a mountain…. which is my favourite place to be. I love mountains! It’s been an up and down with the kids. Sleep schedules gone for a toss, meals not eaten , milk not drunk….. but I care less. I’m on HOLIDAY! 

The place we are staying at is on the slopes of a mountain and the space outside our villa is a small garden with a few huge rocks strewn around. At this very moment I’m sitting on top of one the rocks and writing this post. It’s simply amazing. It’s so silent I can hear the kids playing in the other villa. They are enjoying a nice bubble bath in their grandparents room. The tub here is a mini swimming pool 😀

Like I said outside our room there a few rocks and the kids are having a wonderful time climbing them. They found a small playing space on top of a few rocks. Took a sheet and sat on top playing pictionary. Another place they climbed up the rocks more than a floor high and it was like a mini mountain climbing experience. The kids are simply thrilled to be here. 

At first I was not very comfortable with P climbing up those rocks. Kept thinking in my mind what if she slips and falls. Then slowly as she kept doing it and got more comfortable… even I gave in. I just let them be. Have fun. Do what you like. 

Sometimes we put our fears into our children. I definitely would not be able to climb that mini mountain. But why should I put that fear in my child. Let her be. If she is not comfortable doing it, she won’t. But I should not stop her from doing what she is enjoying. Let her have her own favourites and inhibitions. ( in the process we have a pair of torn leggings at the bum and a muddy stained t shirt and not to mention the brand new minion crocs with hundreds of scratches and muddy stains 🙄 I’m trying not think about them)