Summer has landed like a soggy diaper on a fire pit here in NYC.  Only June 1 and it already hit almost 90º today.  We took the kids to Prospect Park over the weekend and the sprinklers were on.  I kept having these bizarre deja vu moments because they are the same playgrounds I played in as a kid (in Central Park but they are all very much the same).  Fighting for the tire swings.  That slightly gross pasty sand from the sand pit.  Molten hot jungle gyms. Ice cold sprinklers that you would play in until your lips turned blue. What wonderful, messy, magical, chaotic places they are. I am so glad my kids are going to experience them too.