Construction on our neighborhood's park is almost done.
This is our new sprinkler. The day was perfect for water play, so Norah asked,
"Where are the sprinkles?!"
I had already called the parks department to ask the same question.
The director answered me in a tone of voice that suggested I should have known.
"Well...We don't turn the water on till school lets out...
Of course."
See my homeschooled daughter. Marginalized.
I don't like it either, Avril.
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