Mom is stumped by this blue swing. The only thing she can figure is that maybe it's meant for handicapped kids? Not sure.
And no trip to the park is complete without a trip to Bojangles for some chicken. And fries.
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Barn Park
It's official. I'm obsessed with the "Barn Park." The town of Knightdale opened the crown jewel of playground parks, and I've been asking to go ever since. It's shaped like grain silo's and barns, and it's pretty darn cool. It's also pretty busy, so you either have to go about 10 minutes until dark, or on a rainy day to get anywhere near it. But I'm patient. (Why is Mom laughing out loud? I don't get it.)
Mom is stumped by this blue swing. The only thing she can figure is that maybe it's meant for handicapped kids? Not sure.
And no trip to the park is complete without a trip to Bojangles for some chicken. And fries.
Mom is stumped by this blue swing. The only thing she can figure is that maybe it's meant for handicapped kids? Not sure.
And no trip to the park is complete without a trip to Bojangles for some chicken. And fries.
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