'Tis apparently the beginning of soccer season. The park, which is normally very quiet save for the few regulars walking its perimeter, was overflowing with kids and parents and siblings. The parking lots were full, street parking slots all taken. And the noise? There's nothing like hundreds of little kids all jockeying for attention of one sort or another all at the same time.
I had to stop and watch for a few minutes. This is one of the things I miss about having a sport-aged kid (or band aged, drama club aged, take your pick, it was all fun.) Watching the tiny ones learn to play is at least 4 different kinds of fun, and it was worth the break in my stride and the few extra minutes to see some excited 5 year old score a goal.
Other than that, today's 10 was just routine. And yes, I did stop for frozen yogurt. I had to pee, they have a restroom, it was right there, and not buying any would have just been rude.
And I'm nothing if not polite, dammit.