Sunday morning I want to go “walk – walk”.

It was a nice morning, so why hang around in bed. And, it had been raining over night, so the temperature was nice, about 27 degree C.

As soon as we came to the playground, I commanded Dad to turn. I wanted to play “over there”.

But first Dad had to go around and wipe all the apparatus’s dry. I don’t like it when the seats are WET!