"Aunt T, Aunt T, where are we going?"
"To the jungle gym", I told him.
"That's mine, Daddy made it." he exclaimed. "What are you going to do?"
"I want to see what it looks like since your Daddy built it!" I told him.
When we reached the jungle gym, my nephew stood by the bottom of the slide with eyes wide as he watched me climb the ladder to the platform. His face held the combination of fear and curiosity in its expression.
"That's mine", he said.
"I know" I replied as I sat down at the top of the slide. "I'm just checking this out."
I pushed off to go down the slide. The laws of inertia and gravity did not interact the way they should have, I was thinking, as I s-l-o-w-l-y made my way down the slide with my hips just barely touching the sides of the slide.
My nephew solemnly watched as I inched down the slide to it's end. He looked me dead in the eyes and said "You too big for this."
I said, "You think so? Well, I'm going again."
He ran toward the ladder and climbed up to the platform and flatly told me "No, you too big for this."
I had to give the child a break. I never again threatened the steadfastness of his jungle gym, but he did start using it that day!