The great thing about raising toddlers in a major metropolitan area is that there are plenty of entertainment / outing options. We have our pick of playgrounds, libraries, museums, and family-focused events, plus -- a nice bonus of the Boston area -- easy access to nature preserves, orchards, petting zoos, etc. The not so great thing is that these places are frequently quite crowded. It's like other families somehow think they have just as much right to take advantage of their surroundings as my family does. The nerve of them!
On Friday morning, I took the girls to the Somerville library, expecting to spend some nice, quiet time in the children's area, reading books, doing some puzzles, de-shelving some DVDs. We didn't get there in time for story hour, because the girls -- bless their hearts -- had slept in. They generally wake up at around 7:30, but on Friday morning they slept until -- wait for it -- almost nine-thirty. (They actually sleep late quite frequently on Fridays and Sundays -- my mornings to get up with them -- but, curiously, wake up early on Saturdays when it's my turn to sleep in. It drives Alastair bonkers. He's convinced I know some kind of secret Jedi mind trick that I'm not letting him in on. Perhaps I do.)
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