Don't make me come over there and play Freddy Krueger with the shop vac, people...
on second thought, maybe your kids would like the playground to themselves after I've finished?
This is where I explain how long we spent house-hunting in this town for a house with a YARD suitable for a child to play in, isn't it? Yeah-- the park was a total mess for her. Unreliable from the get go, and always was.
All because some people can't stand not to feed their kids continuously. I mean-- the number of times I
wiped down the slide with clorox wipes.... OMG.
Nothing says "Hi! I'm mentally ill. What's your name?" quite like following your child around a play structure while you herd and wipe, herd and wipe.
{shudders} Sorry. Total PTSD moment there. Thus my offer to purge things with the shop vac.