Outdoorsy. Nature lover. Frolicking in the great outdoors.
If someone were to describe me, these phrases wouldn’t ever be a first choice.
No ma’am. I was never an outside kind of girl. You wouldn’t catch me camping, sleeping under the stars, or just communing with nature for the fun of it. Or hiking. Or canoeing for fun, playing in the dirt, climbing trees, or really, anything super nature-y.
I was the brainy, bookish girl over there in the corner.
So you can imagine that I have no idea where she gets this…
Ever since she could walk, the second she was outside, she’d grab a leaf or run her hands through the mulch. Every moment of every day, she wants to be outside. Digging in the dirt, carrying a stick, laying in the grass, and jumping in puddles, it’s her jam.
Outside kind of girl.