There must be an easier way
September 28th, 2007
We were at the park down the street, where we often do not go, as they are very dog-unfriendly and beer-unfriendly, but i digress… We stopped by the park for a little fun on the way home. G ran up the easy set of steps and then trekked her way across the giant behemoth play structure to a particularly fun slide. Sliding, tumbling, laughing, etc etc… Then she ran up and set back off to the little staircase but wait…a pregnant pause, a look, an intuitive inquiry…she KNEW there was another staircase closer. and there was.
I didn’t teach her that.
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