"Mommy, can we go to that playground in the middle of the street?"
"What playground would that be? The one I tell you to go to when you don't listen?"
"No, that big blue one. There's a dragon there."
"Oh! That park. Yes, let's go."
Marissa pretends to be a booger in the dragon's nose. |
Lindsey rides the dragon. |
The only piece of equipment (besides the dragon) that is NOT blue. |
This playground is in the Seward neighborhood, close to where Lindsey used to take art classes. It's in a triangular green space surrounded by three city streets, which is why Marissa said it was in the "middle" of the street.
It's an area that's pretty ethnically diverse - Somali and Hispanic families were in equal representation. One little boy was trying to get Marissa to chase him, and she unwittingly did for a while until she realized what he was up to, then she got shy and didn't want to play anymore.
They kept posing on the dragon and asking me to take their pictures. I sure have these girls trained well! What an incredible way to spend an unseasonably warm September day.
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