i realized the other day that lola has only played at a park playground a handful of times. tragic, right? so after her sisters went to school she and i walked over to the park to play. i think she liked it- she collected 3 cigarette butts, walked through broken glass and slid down the slides. now she is sleeping peacefully and our house is so quite. i should be working on the 57 things i have written down that i need to do but i am slacking. the washing machine is going so at least someone around here is working.