Henry’s on a huge park kick these days. We’ll be in the house and distracted and all of a sudden, Henry’s got his shoes and hat on and is yelling “Park! Park!” to us. Luckily, living in Kanata, we have about 100 parks in a kilometer radius. Also luckily, Henry gives Chris a legitimate reason to hang out and play in the structure.
I love dads. So glad they’re there to do all the play things like hanging upside down on monkey bars. Moms, we like to sit there watching and think: “wow, my bra would be so useless if I hung like this..”
Oh I totally agree. No way my bra is designed to support me upside down on monkey bars. I’d always be tugging my shirt down also and making sure my pants weren’t slipping off also.
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