It's spring break in these parts. Two school free weeks. Ten week days in which I must endeavor to keep Zizza occupied or risk the loss of my sanity. Mid-day yesterday, the first school free day, she was heard to moan "This is my spring break," in a forlorn and disbelieving voice.
It took a while.
She look sick of it in that picture wouldn't you say? I thought so, but she lasted a good five minutes longer.
Do you have swings at your park?