March 27, 2006  That's Pretty Passive Aggressive Language For
The Playground  Go ahead and call me a jerk; I'll agree with you
later (I already do, some) but if it takes being somewhat of an
idiot to maintain my sense of humor and to be able to continue
to acknowledge other adults as adults, then so be it.  We were
at the playground this morning, the toy stroller playground on
the west side. Even though we didn't take the Mini-boo--"Santa
still fixing the wheel," the kid says, as I wince--we made sure
to take the kid's bucket and some shovels. [Even though you're
probably the only one who'll know, if you purposely don't bring
something to play with, you're not "sharing"; you're
"freeloading."]  Of course, the first thing in the gate, the kid
literally dropped her bucket and chased after some stroller.
Then another. Then another. She finally made her way to the
sandbox for like 5 minutes, then left all her gear to go snag
some strollers.  atlas_kicking_sand.jpgWhen we came back, there
was a mother riding herd