Now I noticed that, though the climbing structure was crawling with little folks, there was not one adult in there; furthermore, the structure did not appear to be built to accommodate anyone taller than about 4 feet.
"Gram can't go into the climbing structure with you," I explained to my grand daughters, "I'm too big."
"No you're not!" cried my 4-year-old, "Daddy goes in with us!"
This I did not doubt, but then their daddy is twenty-some years younger than me and has some high-ranking color of a belt in Jui-jitsu.
But thank goodness for my yoga classes.