My grandma lives across the street from an elementary school. We used to go to the playground there when we were little so Bri and I took Lyla, Owen, and Maxie (Shannon stayed with Olivia, who’d finally fallen asleep).
The slide’s always a favorite, and we all went down it at some point.
I helped Owen down the fireman’s pole…
And he and Lyla played restaurant where both the money AND the food were woodchips.
We also had to try out the swings.
After about an hour, we figured Maxie had had enough sitting around in the wind and it was time for me to get back to Grandma’s to get ready for our second Thanksgiving dinner, this one at my Uncle Burn’s house.
I don’t know if Owen and Lyla will remember that playground, but I know Bri and I added to our memories of it that afternoon. It certainly never crossed my mind all those summers ago that I’d one day be back with my nieces and nephew – crazy how things come full circle, huh?
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