I'm not sure why I have stressed for a whole year about walking up and down the hill to distant playgrounds. This dream playground has been right under my nose the whole time (literally right across the street from our apartment)! Maybe when Micah turns 3 I'll let him live out the great adventure of playing on wood piles with miscellaneous pipes and who knows what else. Just another way that city life and suburban life have different definitions of play. :)
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