Opinions are like...uh, nevermind
After a few days pent up in the house, yesterday I decided that it was time for Connor and I to venture out again. I had to take a deposit to the bank, so, since we don't exactly have bank branches on every corner out here, we headed into "downtown" Seneca, which is about 15 minutes away. Before we left, though, I went online and tried to find out where the city's parks were, or if they even existed at all. Turns out, there is a very nice park, called the Shaver Recreation Complex, with mentions on several different webpages. But, nothing I could find actually listed the address or phone number of the place, which is supposed to be one of the community's "calling cards" so to speak. Nice. So, after quite a bit of searching I found a street address (though I wasn't sure if it was for this park or another one somewhere else) but none of the mapping software out there would recognize the address.
But, even with my absolutely horrid sense of direction, since Seneca's downtown isn't very big, it wasn't hard to find the park (the huge brown signs pointing the way didn't hurt either). Once we got there, Connor seemed thrilled to be somewhere that wasn't our den. After stepping onto the playground, though, I realized that there was some type of granule substance underfoot. It was slightly more coarse than sand but still every bit as annoying and invasive. Mmmm. Nothing starts a day off right like hot sand in your shoes.
The first thing I do when I take Connor to a playground is quickly assess the site and decide whether we'll come back often or avoid it like a railroad crossing at rush hour. So, I've devised a ratings system for all the playgrounds we visit this year. I hope there will be more than two, which is all we've found thus far. Here goes. (I'll post my findings for the other playground later.) The ratings system is super complex, so watch me for the changes, and try and keep up.
On a scale of 1-10:
Overall quality of playground: 8/10 — It's not about to fall apart or anything (I don't think), but it would have been nice to have a few more little-dude friendly stuff than just the kiddie swings.
Type of substance on the play surface: 1/10 — Sand? Seriously? Apparently the people that made this decision have never cleaned sand and poop out of a sweaty kid's buttcrack.
Amount of shade: 1/10 — Yo, us pale heliophobes don't like feeling like our skin is on fire just because we wanna play with our kids, alright? You don't gotta tear down ALL the trees to build a playground do ya?
Cleanliness: 9/10 — Except for a few discarded Juicy Juice boxes (which I know were totally empty 'cause Connor was super thirsty and we tried them all), there wasn't much trash about, not to mention the ever-positive absence of used needles. Always a plus.
Extras: 5/10 — Very few benches nearby for us lazy parents and the already-mentioned lack of stuff for our little man here weren't exactly selling this place for us. Connor seemed to like the spongy (in an almost creepy way) walking path better.
I think I'm sensing a new career path here — playground consultant. Forever the critic, right?
But, even with my absolutely horrid sense of direction, since Seneca's downtown isn't very big, it wasn't hard to find the park (the huge brown signs pointing the way didn't hurt either). Once we got there, Connor seemed thrilled to be somewhere that wasn't our den. After stepping onto the playground, though, I realized that there was some type of granule substance underfoot. It was slightly more coarse than sand but still every bit as annoying and invasive. Mmmm. Nothing starts a day off right like hot sand in your shoes.
The first thing I do when I take Connor to a playground is quickly assess the site and decide whether we'll come back often or avoid it like a railroad crossing at rush hour. So, I've devised a ratings system for all the playgrounds we visit this year. I hope there will be more than two, which is all we've found thus far. Here goes. (I'll post my findings for the other playground later.) The ratings system is super complex, so watch me for the changes, and try and keep up.
On a scale of 1-10:
Overall quality of playground: 8/10 — It's not about to fall apart or anything (I don't think), but it would have been nice to have a few more little-dude friendly stuff than just the kiddie swings.
Type of substance on the play surface: 1/10 — Sand? Seriously? Apparently the people that made this decision have never cleaned sand and poop out of a sweaty kid's buttcrack.
Amount of shade: 1/10 — Yo, us pale heliophobes don't like feeling like our skin is on fire just because we wanna play with our kids, alright? You don't gotta tear down ALL the trees to build a playground do ya?
Cleanliness: 9/10 — Except for a few discarded Juicy Juice boxes (which I know were totally empty 'cause Connor was super thirsty and we tried them all), there wasn't much trash about, not to mention the ever-positive absence of used needles. Always a plus.
Extras: 5/10 — Very few benches nearby for us lazy parents and the already-mentioned lack of stuff for our little man here weren't exactly selling this place for us. Connor seemed to like the spongy (in an almost creepy way) walking path better.
I think I'm sensing a new career path here — playground consultant. Forever the critic, right?
posted by Carter at 4:29 PM
1 Comments:
i think you are seriously on to something. you may have to travel to other towns besides seneca though. it sounds like you may be running out of playgrounds already.
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