
2. You let us bake. At a really young age I had a tiny set of working pots and pans. It seems that we had a weekly event of making cinnamon rolls and various cookies. You and I had a matching apron set. Later, in high school I was in charge of Tuesday night dinners, for a time during in high school.
3. You let us get dirty. I have picture after picture reminding us that being outside was so fun. We played in puddles, we played in dirt, we played hide and seek in the weeds, and we swam and floated down the ditch. We buried ourselves in the grass pile and stuffed fall leaves in our clothes. You seemed to love it when we made mud pies for you as well. I never remember hearing you complain about how messy we would get.
4. You let us build. We made sheet forts in every room in the house. Books and stools and pillows were pilfered from each room to provide anchors and weights. Making sheet forts is still fun even as an adult. We made snow forts in the front yard; you even brought us hot chocolate upon request. We made dirt forts in the alley, we made forts in our huge trees, we had a great real wooden fort in the back yard, and we even used the corn stalks as forts one fall day.