"The yard is nothing but a fence"
R.E.M., "Gardening At Night"
Of course, I'm talking about mothers of typical children. When was the last time that you were able to do that? Ever? How many counties away would your kid be if you did that for even five minutes? How many gypsy tribes would they have passed through by the time you looked up from the first page?
I can't take my eyes off of Audrey for a minute, and I wouldn't even classify her as a "runner". She knows not to go in the street, but still wanders off...to visit neighborhood doggies, check out the koi pond (with waterfall...oh yeah) a couple of doors down or stare down sewer grates.
We can't even hang in our back yard because it's not enclosed and there's not one, but like 5 different ways to exit it. But that all changed as of last week. Yep, we finally got a new fence and completely enclosed our back yard. And now we have...an empty yard that gets little shade and which Audrey will probably not want to spend more than 30 seconds in.
|You mean to tell me that I just can't plop her in the middle of this like it's a play pen |
for 7 year olds while I sit on my ass reading about Kate and Wills in OK! magazine?
It could be that we need some form of entertainment for her. One of those...how you say...swing sets? But then she'd just want me to push her because she still can't do that herself. A rock wall? She'd break her neck and that would really cut into my leisure time. A slide? "It's too hot! I'm burnt! I need an ambulance!" A pool? Just another thing that I'm supposed to keep clean that I won't.
I'm thinking a sprinkler-slip-n-slide-y thing that could double as a toboggan run come winter. Either that or stick her under an umbrella with her DSi. That counts as quality outdoor playtime right?