"Sit here."
"It's your turn, momma!"
"Climb the ladder!"
"Slide down."
"Come in the tunnel with me."
"Do you want to ride?"
"Come up here!"
"It's your turn, momma!"
"Go up the stairs."
"You slide first."
"Let's go!"
"You want to ride the bug?"
"It's my turn!"
"Slide!"
"Come on!"
"Go up!"
"Hold my hand."
"Climb higher!"
And on and on and on and on.
I don't remember going to the playground with 2-year old Alexis as being as exhausting as going to the playground with 2-year old Mila. See also: UGH I FEEL OLD.
There's a reason Mila is such a delight. It's so I don't just sleep through the toddler years with her.