There must be an easier way

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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