It’s been raining here in New Hampshire off and on for the past two weeks now. Mr. C was going stir crazy with staying in the house so much. So what do I do when we finally get some sunny skies ? I take him to the playground.
Seems as though one of the differences between Stay at Home Dads and Stay at Home Moms might be the ability to do some advanced planning. Once we arrived at the playground I wondered why there was only one other car there, usually the parking lot has ten or so cars in it no matter what time of day it is.
Then when we get into the enclosed playground area I realize why there is only one other car there. The playground is surrounded by at least 4 inches of water. It looked like the other car belonged to another Dad, as he was on his way out with a very wet toddler in tow.
Taking Mr. C to a playground means there is no way we’re leaving without playing at least for a few minutes, no matter what the conditions are. So I reluctantly tried to steer him towards the one swing that appeared to have dry wood chip below it, but that didn’t last long.
‘Let’s play boat, Dada!’
He was soon going down the slides, ending up in the water logged wood chips, up to his ankles in water. Eventually he went down this spiral curvy thing, below. He’s grabbing a handful of the watery wood chips. Which I think ended up down the back of my shirt.
Here he is Captain of the S.S. Playground.