I have never understood parents who let a little snow prohibit their attempts to utilize public playgrounds. The fact is, kids don't care, and their brains need the fresh air. Nothing nips cabin fever in the bud than a good swing and a climb. This past Thursday was cold (30 degrees) but sunny and no wind, so I loaded the girls up for a jazz around Bexley, or as we call it, Sleeping Beauty park (the castle is determinative). We had the entire place to ourselves (which I expected, and which the girls found disappointing) and after an hour we were ready to head home. However, the sleep was deep that night, and they were clearly happier for having had the time outside. While I am always on the lookout for new playgrounds, in this climate, sometimes local and familiar will get the job done in a winter's pinch.
I have never understood parents who let a little snow prohibit their attempts to utilize public playgrounds. The fact is, kids don't care, and their brains need the fresh air. Nothing nips cabin fever in the bud than a good swing and a climb. This past Thursday was cold (30 degrees) but sunny and no wind, so I loaded the girls up for a jazz around Bexley, or as we call it, Sleeping Beauty park (the castle is determinative). We had the entire place to ourselves (which I expected, and which the girls found disappointing) and after an hour we were ready to head home. However, the sleep was deep that night, and they were clearly happier for having had the time outside. While I am always on the lookout for new playgrounds, in this climate, sometimes local and familiar will get the job done in a winter's pinch.
