Today we headed to the airport playground followed by lunch at a restaurant that overlooks the airstrip.
The playground is one of our favorites. It’s huge and has tons of places to run and play, but also has this excellent fence on the perimeter, minimizing the chance that your child turns into the next Houdini. Of course, we had to laugh because with all the great playground equipment, the kids spent the most time on this ancient climbing thing in the first photo.
In the middle of it all, this amazing thing happened. Two pre-teen girls were passing a ball around, and invited our kids to play. And all of a sudden they had them all sitting in a circle listening to directions to a game and it was like some divine entity had appeared on the earth to teach “Duck, Duck, Goose” and these kids were the sole decipels commanded to carry on the legacy of this game. The power of pre-teen girls have over preschoolers is somewhat mind-boggling.
By the time we got to the restaurant it was stupid-hot, but the kids hung in there well and we even got to see a few planes and helicopters take off and land. Which makes me think that if only all restaurants had airplanes and helicopters, I might actually get to eat the food that I order. So if all my favorite restaurants could do that, that would be super, thanks.
(Photos courtesy of Susie, who actually remembered to bring her camera.)