No admittance

When we arrived at the playground, my daughter told told me to stay in the car. “This is Mommy and Clara’s playground,” she said. “You stay here. You can’t come.”

Mind you I’ve been to this particular playground with her many times.

Eventually you agreed to cede me temporary use of the property after I threatened to take her home.

She may own the playground, but the car is mine.

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