The usual assortment of people were at Central Park today. The hispanic nannies, the lovers making-out beneath the trees, the homeless fellows sleeping next to their chihuahuas, the engaged dad holding a fairy wand while chasing his daughter across the lawn, the mentally handicap man with bright orange hair with his completely functional son, the lanky little girl missing two front teeth and talking to her imaginary pink dog, the threesome of boys and one highly flirtatious girl trying to engage both admirers but always leaving one rather bored and depressed.
Lee and Rose were playing with the big kids on the play structure. A group of three boys around six or seven years old gathered around the base of the play fort. Lee had climbed up inside and was scaling the walls of the fort using the pretend windows as footholds. He popped his head over the top and looked down at the big boys below.
"You're too small to do that," said one of the boys.
"Yeah," joined his friends. "How old are you?"
"I am four," said Lee.
"Oh, four is too little to do that. You might fall and crack open your head, and your brains might fall out." They told him. "Then your mom and your dad and your grandpa and your grandma and your brother and your sister are all gonna cry for you."
Lee starred down at them with an emotionless expression. "That's okay I do that," he said. "My mommy doesn't worry I climb up here."
Regardless, eventually Lee climbed down and then the boys attempted to climb up the same spot from the outside of the fort. Lee watched them from within. "I'm going to climb up over here," he said, pointing at the other side of the fort.
Then Rose entered the fort. She waltzed right over to where the older boys were trying to climb and stuck her arms through the holes.
"Uh oh," the boys said jumping back. "It's a girl!"
"You're too little to climb up there," the boys tried on her. "How old are you?"
Rose didn't answer. The boys starred, then squealed. "Ew, she looked at me funny." They screamed and ran away only to circle back.
In the meantime Rose climbed onto the fort window and stuck her feet through the lattice holes.
"How old are you?" the boys asked again.
Rose showed them two fingers.
"She's two!" the boys said.
"She likes you," they joked to each other.
"She's going to be your girlfriend."
"Hey, let's take off her shoes."
Lee heard that. "No! Don't take off Rosie's shoes. You can't do that!" he shouted down at them, pointing a finger.
One of the bunch must've had a sister too because he approached Rose respectfully and asked her if she could get off the fort so they could climb it.
"No. You can go up the ladder," Rose replied pointing at the ladder.
"She can talk!" the boy shouted to his friends. They all giggled, and then Lee decided to chase the boys around the play structure. They were a head taller than him but they ran away anyway yelling in a good natured kind of way.
I was riding the tractor on springs while all this was going on, and beaming rather proudly.
Lee and Rose were playing with the big kids on the play structure. A group of three boys around six or seven years old gathered around the base of the play fort. Lee had climbed up inside and was scaling the walls of the fort using the pretend windows as footholds. He popped his head over the top and looked down at the big boys below.
"You're too small to do that," said one of the boys.
"Yeah," joined his friends. "How old are you?"
"I am four," said Lee.
"Oh, four is too little to do that. You might fall and crack open your head, and your brains might fall out." They told him. "Then your mom and your dad and your grandpa and your grandma and your brother and your sister are all gonna cry for you."
Lee starred down at them with an emotionless expression. "That's okay I do that," he said. "My mommy doesn't worry I climb up here."
Regardless, eventually Lee climbed down and then the boys attempted to climb up the same spot from the outside of the fort. Lee watched them from within. "I'm going to climb up over here," he said, pointing at the other side of the fort.
Then Rose entered the fort. She waltzed right over to where the older boys were trying to climb and stuck her arms through the holes.
"Uh oh," the boys said jumping back. "It's a girl!"
"You're too little to climb up there," the boys tried on her. "How old are you?"
Rose didn't answer. The boys starred, then squealed. "Ew, she looked at me funny." They screamed and ran away only to circle back.
In the meantime Rose climbed onto the fort window and stuck her feet through the lattice holes.
"How old are you?" the boys asked again.
Rose showed them two fingers.
"She's two!" the boys said.
"She likes you," they joked to each other.
"She's going to be your girlfriend."
"Hey, let's take off her shoes."
Lee heard that. "No! Don't take off Rosie's shoes. You can't do that!" he shouted down at them, pointing a finger.
One of the bunch must've had a sister too because he approached Rose respectfully and asked her if she could get off the fort so they could climb it.
"No. You can go up the ladder," Rose replied pointing at the ladder.
"She can talk!" the boy shouted to his friends. They all giggled, and then Lee decided to chase the boys around the play structure. They were a head taller than him but they ran away anyway yelling in a good natured kind of way.
I was riding the tractor on springs while all this was going on, and beaming rather proudly.
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