girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

The play area yesterday was crawling….with parents. The kids hardly had room to move, much less swing and jump. I remember French playgrounds where parents sat on the sidelines and had coffee and adult conversation while the kids sorted it out. I love you Vivi, but I find the playground incredibly boring, and I won’t hide it. I brought a book to the park when I was a kid, I’ll do it again now. You’ll deal.

 

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