Connor's Playground Ratings, pt. 3
Whew. What a loooong day. The little monster is finally in bed, and I'm pooped. Nothing to do now but flop down on the couch and watch My Name Is Earl, the incredibly under-promoted new comedy on NBC — honestly, an un-blockable commercial on a website is a little obnoxious, don't ya think?
Today Connor and I went back to the first playground we found when we moved here last month. It's at a nearby church that we've checked out a few times. It's a little bit too stiff (easy, perverts) and white, but then again, few churches in the Southeast aren't. Anyway, on with the playground ratings: (second verse, same as the first)
On a scale of 1-10:
Overall quality of playground: 5/10 — This particular playground is pretty worn out. But, to be fair, it belongs to a church whose coffers are probably not exactly designated for improving the playground facilities — at least I hope not. Those people without homes in New Orleans could use some help, you know?
Type of substance on the play surface: 9/10 — Hoo-haa. Next to the supersoft, spongy black matting at the playground near my mom's house, wood chips are the very best thing to have on a playground. They're too large to get wedged in any butt cracks, too light to cause any pain should they be thrown, and they aren't a haven for bugs. Hallelujah.
Amount of shade: 10/10 — Of all things I pay attention to on a playground, shade is the most important factor and this one is the best I've ever seen. The playset is nestled in the morning shadow of a bank of trees, the mid-day shadow of the several trees overhead and in the afternoon shadow of the church itself. Not having to try and pin Connor down for a sunscreen bath is a big plus in my book.
Cleanliness: 8/10 — Each of the six or seven times we've been to this playground, it's been in various states of cleanliness, though it's usually not all that messy. It looks like someone pressure washed all the caked up dirt recently, but Connor still went home with a half-inch of dirt on his butt. I guess if I was that close to the ground, I'd get dirty too.
Extras: 10/10 — Did I mention the shade? Praise God.
Today Connor and I went back to the first playground we found when we moved here last month. It's at a nearby church that we've checked out a few times. It's a little bit too stiff (easy, perverts) and white, but then again, few churches in the Southeast aren't. Anyway, on with the playground ratings: (second verse, same as the first)
On a scale of 1-10:Overall quality of playground: 5/10 — This particular playground is pretty worn out. But, to be fair, it belongs to a church whose coffers are probably not exactly designated for improving the playground facilities — at least I hope not. Those people without homes in New Orleans could use some help, you know?
Type of substance on the play surface: 9/10 — Hoo-haa. Next to the supersoft, spongy black matting at the playground near my mom's house, wood chips are the very best thing to have on a playground. They're too large to get wedged in any butt cracks, too light to cause any pain should they be thrown, and they aren't a haven for bugs. Hallelujah.
Amount of shade: 10/10 — Of all things I pay attention to on a playground, shade is the most important factor and this one is the best I've ever seen. The playset is nestled in the morning shadow of a bank of trees, the mid-day shadow of the several trees overhead and in the afternoon shadow of the church itself. Not having to try and pin Connor down for a sunscreen bath is a big plus in my book.
Cleanliness: 8/10 — Each of the six or seven times we've been to this playground, it's been in various states of cleanliness, though it's usually not all that messy. It looks like someone pressure washed all the caked up dirt recently, but Connor still went home with a half-inch of dirt on his butt. I guess if I was that close to the ground, I'd get dirty too.
Extras: 10/10 — Did I mention the shade? Praise God.
posted by Carter at 8:13 PM
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