armed with a very hairy restless dog, three root beer floats a grande glass of white wine on ice, (in the free, temperature changing cup from the library no less - note - am so going back for more of those - FAB), i headed out to the bandshell for tonight's concert. there was an Indonesian band/orchestra playing and it set the stage for a special night. the kids sat next to a rather large topless man dressed in a kilt and a lai, we listened for a bit.....chloe danced at the front, of course, because as she pointed out to me, if she danced only in front of me, no one would see her....then we headed up to the playground. it was getting dusky, the music was in the background, there were languages being spoken, people of all colours and it was perfect. it made me realize why i love Minneapolis and why i love living IN Minneapolis. this is our beautiful world and i am glad that on a magical night my kids are playing in a park with all kinds of people. that may sound cliche, and actually i don't really care. i will take it where i can get it.
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