On sunny days, my mom and dad take me to the park after they pick me up from the learning center. If you've never been to a park, take my word for it, they are awesome. Today, I had a carrot snack picnic, tried the slide and played on the swings. Everyone loves the swings but, if you'll allow me to brag for a moment, I'm probably better at swinging than anyone else in the whole neighborhood.
There really is
something at the park for everyone but I wish it could be a little more
exclusive. For example, I'm not sure that the three fifty-somethings who
were wearing lab coats and laying under the lamppost smoking really
belonged so close to the playground. Not only is their nasty habit bad
for my pink little lungs but I think we can all agree that this behavior
is just plain creepy. I mean, the park isn't even near a lab.
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| Totally mastering the swing. Totally sneezing from the smoke. Totally photo bombed by that broad in the green. |
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