We've been to this park 3 times in the past week. Its the only one with a flying fox. So far, Aaron just hangs on like a koala but doesn't seem to like it as much as I do yet. He'll come around.
Today, a little boy came up to the swings while we were there and tried to get on the empty one but he was too short. Immediately, I had it in my head to go help him up but you know what? I hesitated. I must have spent a good 30 seconds debating with myself if I should or not because of all the talk about paedophiles. I had also read yesterday about children in daycares not thriving because carers avoid touching the children as much as possible to avoid any accusations of misconduct. All this talk about how parents need to be vigilant about people around their kids has rubbed off on me in such a horrible way that I hesitated to help a 4 yr old onto the swings. When I did eventually help him up, I felt so stupid looking around to see where his parents were, hoping they don't come running over.