Our quiet little cul de sac has recently been totally disrupted by the sounds of metal on metal, the reversing beeps of trucks and the general constant sounds of a construction zone.
And I'm a wee bit excited by it!
You see at the end of our cul de sac, just 4 houses down is an empty block that had a path that leads out to one of the local side streets. Everyday at 3:30pm the local primary school kids would wonder through the cul de sac and use the empty block as a cut through. Then, about 3 weeks ago, a truck reversed down the cul de sac and put up temporary fencing. Of course I was concerned for the poor primary school kids that now had to walk the long way around, but my interest was well and truly piqued.
A week ago I went out to get the mail and as had become my habit, I looked down at the empty block but it wasn't empty anymore!
There, in all it's primary colour glory, was a slide.
I couldn't believe it, they were putting in play equipment just 4 houses down the street.
"It's so close I could just leave the kids there and come home," I shouted at Baker Bob down the phone with excitement.
I smiled all day imagining what fun we'd all have there. It was only as I was getting ready for bed that night that I realised how depressing it was that I was so excited by play equipment.
The slide was nowhere near big enough for me!
(Just for the record I would not leave my toddlers unattended there. Not unless I tied them to something sturdy first. Wouldn't want them causing traffic chaos!)