Spring Break is upon us; pre-school Spring Break. As I try to wrap my head around the concept of a kid old enough to have a Spring Break, we also scrambled to patch together a string of playdates to keep some structure in the kid's day.
Yesterday, the kid, her little friend, K2 and I headed to the zoo for lunch. As we walked down the long, long hill to the Pizza Garden, we all noticed the same thing: there were an awful lot of crying kids around.
In addition, I found myself logging the toddler names being called out. Almost all the names felt Carefully Thought Out, if that makes sense, and they made me want to bring back the DT NameWatch. Or maybe it just means I'm not getting out enough, and this is what America's Playgrounds sound like at this point in history:
Beckett [2, boy and girl]
Chuck [was probably 1yo]
Rainbow Bright [or wow, was it Rainbow Brite?]
And not just Rainbow, either. They followed us up the hill, so we heard it for a good 15 minutes solid.