One of the downsides to life in Wisconsin is that we can't go to an outdoor playground from mid-October until Mid-March (or later). In Washington, unless there is a downpour or freak snowstorm, playgrounds are a year-round affair. Anyway, I was surprised to realize that Sora now believes that all playgrounds are inside malls and she has literally forgotten how to play on a playground. We went for the first time last week, and she just kept asking what to do and how to do it, then claiming that she "couldn't" do many things she could easily do in the fall. Bizarre!
Kyle and I took advantage of our 80 degree weekend to help retrain Sora in the wonderful world of playgrounds. Hopefully she will soon forget that her poor mother resorted to the mall as a source of playground entertainment during the winter. Hopefully next winter, the children's museum will be up and running and that will replace our mall excursions.