I am a germ-a-phobe. I don't want to expose Peanut to other children's germs through playground toys. Kids cough all over the place, put their hands in their mouth, possibly don't wash their hands after using the potty, wipe their runny noses on their sleeves--or worse, their hands--I am convinced that the playground is a a breeding ground for bacteria and viruses.
Can anyone spell paranoid? Yes, I know. I am trying to get better about not attempting to protect her from everything. Hubs is so good for me in that way....so much so, that we went to a different park earlier this week--one that has playground toys.
I felt bad even, as we got to the barkdust covered area with the toys, and Peanut followed me over to the bench. She didn't even know those toys were for her to play on. Ouch. Granted, she is not even two, but still....
So her Daddy showed her all the joys of the playground. Slides and bridges and climbing--she had lots and lots of fun.
And I tried not to panic.
No--it was fun to watch Peanut enjoy the playground and observe other kids around her age or a little older. A little while later though, my paranoia did get the better of me. Two little girls got to the playground who were
Oh, and she was asleep within five minutes after we left the park.
It was also a great photo opportunity....all in all, a great day.