Today was a GORGEOUS autumn day in C-town. It was sunny with only a few wispy clouds in sight. There was a decent breeze. It was in the low-70s--low enough for this indoor girl to comfortably and happily wear her new, on sale JCPennys, super-soft sweater for most of the day. Since it was so nice (and Livers had been forced to shop much of the day), I took her to the park a couple of blocks from our house.
She had a blast. She spent much of our time picking up acorns and asking me, "How many?" before running off to pick up more. I pushed her in the swing for a good long time. Usually she gets bored and wants to move on to other things, but she was captivated by the guy on the "law mowah" cutting the grass on the baseball field. I finally put her down because I was getting tired of swinging, and I asked if she wanted to look for more acorns. She said she did but made a bee-line for the covered area where you can picnic.
She found a juice cup that some child had left, so I took it away from her and she nosed herself around the benches. Then I heard the chime of "AAA-KEEEEEEY!!", which is what we say when you find something that is trash, gross, or otherwise disgusting. (I didn't make the word up. It's a western Ohio thing.) I figured she'd found a piece of plastic or a bag or maybe some food, so I went to take whatever it was from her to throw it in the trash.
Only it wasn't your garden variety playground trash.
It was...
...a used condom wrapper.
On MY playground.
In MY daughter's virgin hands.
I'm thanking my lucky stars that it was just a wrapper. I wouldn't want to have to call the guys with the HASMAT suits to disinfect my poor child's hands.
I squinched up my face and told her, "Yes, that IS an ackey," and moved to PRY the trash out of the hand. She was trying to use her ninja grip on the thing. Needless to say we busted out the antibacterial wipes as soon as we got to the car.
And I'd always wondered what people were doing at the park at 11 at night. Now I know.
Yuck.
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Gross.... And yes, isn't this weather we are having A-Mazing???!!!
That is just so nasty. If they're going to baptize the playground why can't you clean up after themselves?
I used the word ahkey when I was little too, My Dad was from Louisville, KY so I guess it's a southern word.
Lee :)
Beautiful photos! Makes me want to go to the beach so bad.
that is terrible and all kids of gross - but at least those silly teenagers are being smart???
Gross. Just gross. Glad it was just the wrapper, too. We have found plenty of comdoms in our school playground. It's one thing to get it on at the playground...but PICK UP THE EVIDENCE!!!
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