Oct 24, 2007

Other Adults at the Playground

It's Fall

Usually the moms just smile, when we're forced to acknowledge each other's existence. Sometimes they apologize if their kid does something shitty. Once I got caught in between two women, pushing their daughters on swings and discussing how difficult it is to find a hair stylist you can really trust.

So true. So. True.

The dads usually give me the manly nod and say nothing, 'cause we have no idea how masculine we're supposed to be whilst cheering on our three-year-olds for making fantastic imaginary birthday cakes out of sand.

However, a couple days ago an older dad was swinging with his toddler while I chased Edan around the jungle gym, and he looked at me and said: "These really are the best days." He repeated it again, for emphasis, but didn't ask for affirmation. I'll admit, at first I thought it was a little cheesy -- to just say that, out of nowhere, to a stranger. But, of course, the truth is that he's absolutely right.

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