“Mom, tell us your adventures.”
My four year old son said that to me over breakfast. I think my jaw dropped. I wished I could regale him with tales chasing pirates, running from Indians, and all that good stuff of Peter Pan fodder. I may not have had such tales- I’ll leave those for his bedtime stories, but I loved seeing his eyes widen when I began with, “my sister and I chased rhinos on elephant back- no we were the ones on the elephants, not the rhinos- in Chitwan National Park, in a country in the Himalaya mountains… and thus the adventures of mom were born.