The playground in our neighborhood is Jack's new favorite thing. Each time we pass it in the jogging stroller, he starts pointing and gesturing wildly, while repeating, "SLY? SLY?" (That means "slide.") So, we stop and slide. And it is awesome.
The other option would be to tell him that we'll come back to the playground later. That we don't have time to play right now. That Mamma needs to check her email/make dinner/do a few things in the house.
You know what? That option is a big biscuit.
Because my heart already aches with how quickly Jack is becoming a big boy. And I know there will come a time when hanging out with Mom is the last thing he wants to do and that playground is for "babies." And when that time comes, I do not want to regret the days that he wanted to slide and I told him I had to check my email instead.