On the way home from daycare today, Trevor and I were talking. He told me that Nafisa is the pre-K teacher. So, I asked why she was watching him at the park if she's not his teacher.
Well, we got off track here.
"No, Mom, it's not a park, it's a playground!" He was adamant; passionate, even.
I asked what's the difference between a park and a playgound.
"You play at the park," he tells me.
"Do you play at the playgound?" I asked.
He told me that he did.
"So, what's the difference between a playground and a park?" I asked.
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU!"
I explained that he didn't really tell me the difference between a playground and a park. He only told me that he played at both places. So, I asked again...what is the difference?
"I just don't know, Mom."
He sounded a little defeated.
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