
"No adults allowed," read the signs at NYC playgrounds, "unless accompanied by a child." Seeing these notices, I'm always struck by the thought that playgrounds aren't the only wonderful places children bring the grown-ups who love them: Your infant curls into your shoulder, breath soft on your neck. Your two-year-old picks up a golden maple leaf and clutches it for the rest of the day. Your four-year-old dawdles and stares at the homeless man on the sidewalk as you speed up your pace. Children invite parents into a different world.



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