Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Usually, when I'm in a park these days it's with my babies. I'm making sure they don't eat rocks and leaves, providing a climbing surface, and running after them as they crawl in opposite directions. I saw all the parents and nannies at the park with their charges and wished that my boys were with me and I was watching them play in the sandbox. I wanted to raise my hand and say: "I'm a parent, too! I have twin boys! I love them! Yeah, I know you think I have my hands full with twins. That's ok with me." Instead, I smiled as I watched two girls from my class swing high, and watched the boys from my class sit and enjoy the shade. I guess I did have kids with me.