This is the park closest to our apartment and we love it. We make it a point to stop by at least once a day. Maybe love is too strong a word here. The girls love it and I'm learning to appreciate it. The climbing objects are wild. There's a rocket that's easily 9ft high. The kids make their way up into the rocket via ladder steps made of rope. Rope! Then they have to slide down a pole that at its highest point is too tall for any parent to be able to reach their child. I always tell Grace I'll catch her if she falls and then I pray she doesn't. And she hasn't. I guess that's the point. I hover. Many of us do, right? I am learning to be more relaxed and more confident in Grace's ability to navigate her surroundings all by herself.
When it comes to navigating this playground, Grace loves this swing. It's a big basket and when we first visited the park, we were the only people there. I thought the kids were supposed to lie down in the basket and an adult was supposed to gently push them. Today we learned how it was meant to be used and again my breath was taken away....but only for a second. By the end of our trip today, Grace had this little girl pushing her in the basket. Then the little girl and her mother pushed Grace while I chased down Ally and her runaway stroller. If the playgrounds are this "exotic," I can't wait to see the zoo. We were told that when the weather is cold enough, the kids can walk WITH the penguins.