I put Eliana on the top of the play set in the backyard, just in front of the slide. She scooted forward onto the slide, to the point where she instantly went from slowly creeping ahead to rapidly sailing down the slide. On this cool autumn day, the plastic slide was so slick that she spun around backward before sliding off the end head first on her back into my arms. She had mixed emotions about the adventure, but the feeling that won out was the one that said let’s do this again.