bean, boom and I were on a stroll through the woods when lo and behold we came upon a forest clearing filled with strollers, and babies, and mommas, and bagels and coffee and shrieks and laughter and loud athorotative no-nonsense mom voices.
We sat by the playground and observed, I very openly eavesdropping and bean very joyfully throwing all of the woodchips out of the swing area into the green green grass, sometimes pausing to munch on the mulch by sweetness. Boomer was in a protective mood and howled at three little kids who approached to closely before I could grab her muzzle and embarrassingly shush her.
It occurs to me that I ought to join such a group. Bean seems to find other little ones quite fascinating. I’ll be sure to leave the boom at home.