The Casting Dock

why i’m gonna be an awesome mom: part 2.

If you thought yesterday’s post was a little out there as far as the realistic vs. fantastical ratio goes, then brace yourself because today’s is taking it to a whole new realm…

The outdoor essentials of my I’m an awesome mom daydream house, otherwise known as everything I dreamed about in a house as a kid, but never had:

Not super exciting in the grand scheme (and this dream has definitely taken to the GRAND scheme…), but you gotta have a legitimate playset. Check.

Next, you really have to have a pretty sweet pool. Key features of which include a slide, a waterfall with hidden little passage inside (kids love hidden stuff…), and a diving board. Two outta three with this one ain’t bad. And I like the aesthetic. Besides, kids are crafty–they’ll come up with their own (most likely highly unsafe) makeshift diving board.

Now for the most important aspect of childhood backyard dreams: a treehouse. There were so many tantalizing options here that I couldn’t choose just one. I feel like the ultimate treehouse needs to have a rope ladder coming up through a little trap door–that’s essential in my (repressed childhood) treehouse dream–and it needs to be more than like 8 feet off the ground…a little sense of adventure here, people. And the absolute most essential feature? A zipline, baby. Ideally I’d like the zipline to go from the bedroom window to the treehouse (a la Home Alone) and then from the treehouse to the playset passing over the pool about halfway…perfect for a well timed jump into the pool. I realize there would be all kinds of liabilities with this idea. I’d basically be having every kid (and parent!) who ever came to my house signing consent forms, but what kid wouldn’t love it?

Okay, okay maybe the drop into the pool idea isn’t the brightest and maybe even that maternal worry thing would kick in with that one…especially when the kids get a little older and more daring/stupid…how about an adult only zipline from the adult treehouse? We gotta live a little too…

Yeah, you’re right–teenagers would totally commandeer it. And who could blame them?


1 whit { 02.22.11 at 10:32 am }

I’ve dreamed of digging tunnels for my kids, connecting neighboring houses/yards maybe. Super sneaky.

2 noche { 02.22.11 at 2:53 pm }

I want to be your kid!!!!!
Love, Mom (aka Noche)

3 Terri { 02.24.11 at 1:49 pm }

Dear God…could I please come back as Lisa’s kid?

4 Jer { 02.25.11 at 9:48 am }

I. Love. Tree. Houses. I could write approximately 297 books in the last one pictured. 297.

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