PlaygroundVille
A few days of science-geek bunkering sandwiched between long stints in the cigar-tube always enhances my sense of cardiofitlessness.
But, strangely enough, the rest always gives my legs a boost.
So I was pumping hard over the little hillcock between Main and Nat Bailey along 30th this morning when I saw a kid of maybe five or six slowly, and so happily, skipping and spinning a few steps ahead of her Grandma. I'm pretty sure they were on their way to Hillside pool, both without a care in the world, for an early swim.
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littler e. has one of her best friends from the early days of elementary school over for a few days. This particular friend moved away a couple of years ago before the grade sevening and the first year of high school happened.
And the two of them are growing up really fast, which I couldn't help but notice when I got home from New Cleveland last night.
But...
By the sounds of it they were up without a care in the world until at least about 3am.
Which I really didn't mind.
And I didn't wake them up before I left for work either.
Heckfire.
Even the Whackadoodle kept it down this morning.
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