I don't want to talk about it

Oh hey, Mom.

 

It's me, Brynn.

 

I'm not gonna lie. It's been a terrible day today.

 

I followed all the instructions, but none of my medical equipment worked today. I was, like, "Hello? Heartbeat? Can I get a pulse??! Is this thing ON?"

 

Then Dames wanted to play with those dumb trains. Uh-gain. I mean, what is he? A two-year-old boy or something??!

 

So, Neenee said "Adventure!" But I'll tell ya. I was leery right from the get-go.

We were supposed to meet a friend (a Mom with a girl a little older than me), but guess what happened. They went to the wrong park! So, while we waited, we tried to kill time with--I don't know--the playground equipment. I was pretty good at this spinny thing here.

 

I also found this steep set of stairs, and I would NOT let Neenee help me! I did it all by myself and was mighty proud!

 

I found myself relaxing a little, even letting Neenee play hide-and-seek with me through the bars. (I'm saying "BOO" here. Can you tell?)

 

Around the time Dames and I were doing this very tricky double steering wheel thing, Neenee figured out I'd been lying all the times she asked me if I had poop and I said no.

 

So, these "friends" showed up, and I got a new diaper, but I was NOT feelin' it today. In fact, something pretty terrible happened.

I'll just say it. There was a man at the playground. A man. Like, remember Peggy, that horrible fire truck lady?? This dude was bigger and scarier than HER. Can you even imagine, Mom?!? It was pretty flippin' terrible.

Here. Here he is. See how I'm running to try to save myself and this so-called "Dad"-type was right. behind. me?? I was beginning to wonder if I'd survive at all!

 

In fact, this one time, I climbed a really tall thing and then changed my mind at the top. You know how you do that sometimes? Well, That Man was right there, and he asked Neenee if she wanted him to get me, and THANK GOD for Neenee 'cause she said, "No thanks. She's actually terrified of you."

 

Anyway, I told Dames about it so we could BOTH keep a stink eye on that guy.  

 

I GUESS I recovered back at the house and after lunch and with a nap under my belt, but I just wanted you to be fully aware of the trauma I endured today. What a day!