The Love of Playgrounds

It goes without saying that most kids love a trip to the playground, but at 18 months the passion is already so strong for little Astrid. 

While it seemed just a few months ago, you were mastering your first steps, you're now climbing small ladders and squealing with delight at every slide you can find. Not just the 3 feet tall toddler slides, but the big 20 footers that the pre-teens use in the big kids section. We try to keep you contained to the toddler area, but sometimes we go down with you.

I follow you fairly closely, but you have your parents strong independent streak and want to do everything yourself. I occasionally hand hold or give a little boost to get you over some of the walls and hurdles you face, but it's less and less with every trip to the park. 

Slides are your absolute favorite. As soon as you get to the bottom of the slide, You tend to race right up the steps again and scoot your little butt right to the edge before raising your hands and taking off. You aren't quite heavy enough to reach the bottom on some slides, so you have to wiggle your way to the finish. 

When you've had your fill of the thrilling slides, there's the slow play of the sand pit. You have a fiercely determined sandpit agenda. Holes must be dug, buckets filled, scoops organized, it's a tough job but some baby has to do it. You could seemingly spend the whole day here, and perhaps your love of the sand started early with your October afternoons on Paros beaches all to yourself.