Have you ever gone to visit a place you used to go as a kid, and rather than being the huge expansive place it was in your memory, it is actually the size of a bathroom. When you are little, your perception of the world is drastically skewed because you yourself are so tiny. I remember going to my grandmother’s as a child and thinking that I would walk miles into the woods to find the secret cabin where I would spend my afternoons. I went back in my 20’s and realized you could see the damn cabin from the kitchen window. I guess I wasn’t that neglected after all.
So I figure from The Munch’s perspective, my mom’s house (which is right next door to mine but through a field) is like 8-light years away. I would assume that for The Munch to traverse that distance by herself would be unimaginable. Yet one afternoon I looked out the window and I saw her walking up the hill by herself.
Munch: “Mamma, I need Gum Baby’s highchair.”
Toni: “Munch, did you leave Manna’s house all by yourself? You have to tell someone when you are leaving so they can watch you and make sure you are safe.”
Munch: “But I need Gum Baby’s highchair.”
Although that sounds like a really legitimate reason to run from my mom’s house like a wild banshee, I do think it is remarkable that The Munch went on her first solo adventure. She is finding her independence and realizing that she is the master of her own domain. The world is no longer a place she waits to come for her, but now The Munch is entering the world with her own intentions and volition.