Friday, June 8, 2012

Playing is developing.

More and more people put tiles in the backyard to prevent weeds from growing.
Our garden is more of a jungle, so there's no place for weeds either. LOL!

In fact, there never was.
When the kids were babies and toddlers, we had a lot of grass and a vegetable lot.
But as soon as they could walk we bought some backyard playground equipment.
Not some unstable stuff, but good material that could be securely anchored.
In fact we only bought equipment that was used at schools and had to meet safety standards.

The swingset is still in place.
Until someone wants it and agrees to lift the concrete out of the ground too.
It's now used as a bicycle standard and as one of the anchor points for the roof over the backdoor. Even the wahing lines are tied to it and I can hang as much laundry on the lines as I want.

The playhouse we bought is standing in the corner.
Whenever children ask for it, I take it out and they can use it. It has even a slide to attach to it, for very small children.

In the playground between the houses the kids could play on a merry go round and a deluxe playground structure with a wobbly bridge.
As I consider playing the best part of developing, the summers always created an enormous opportunity for growth. The teachers noted it when they came back to school.

With all the equipment together we could offer our neighbourhood children the facilities other neighbourhoods offered in a formal playground with access fees.
As all parents took turns to watch the children (during some summers), parenting became a bit less intensive and much more fun too.

My autistic boy was often able to play in his own garden and feel safe, while the others played in the playground under the watchful eye of one of my friends. Almost every day some children came to my garden to have a quiet time in the playhouse, with something to drink and a few cookies.

It was a great time!

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