When I was growing up, there was nothing I wanted more than a treehouse. I had this little play house in my yard that my best friends and I called the “clubhouse” but I still always wanted a treehouse. We were imaginative and adventurous kids that built forts and bunkbed houses, but the thought of climbing up to a little house in a tree, was something else.
Maybe it was my obsession with my Weebles Wobble Clubhouse I had in the 70s.
Or my Kenner Tree Tots Treehouse I got when I was a little older.
Or my love for The Swiss Family Robinson treehouse that they built after being shipwrecked on an island.
“TREE HOUSE”
A tree house, a free house,
A secret you and me house,
A high up in the leafy branches
Cozy as can be house.
A street house, a neat house,
Be sure to wipe your feet house
Is not my kind of house at all-
Let’s go live in a tree house.”
― Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
But guess what? I am an adult and I still want a treehouse! Here’s why…
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