There were all these teensy little houses with paths between them and slides and steps and tubes.
This was the toddler section. I didn't get to spend any time in the big kid stuff.
There was also a big huge sandbox that I disallowed entrance too, and some wooden xylophones built in here and there.
Here's the one shot of the big kid section I got as we called Max down to leave. He didn't want to, naturally.
Sandy SCREAMED when we left. He wanted to just move in.
That's all for Napa. Evidently it's a toddler paradise.
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i want to go live there too.
and have someone bring me food.
There are times when I want to scream because i have to give up something, or miss something, or leave something. I envy him being able to do it instead of having to try to be grown-up all the time. Parents always want to end things before children are ready - and now, of course, I understand why. But I wish I didn't. I wish I could find something magical and fascinating, and because I'm an adult, I could stay there as long as I wanted.
But anything that fascinates me, somehow, it turns into a guilt thing. Even when it's a very worthy, good thing. I guess, because I shouldn't be wasting my time with things I might love when there's all that responsibility out there, having to be taken care of.
Screaming might help.
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