These pictures are at "our big backyard," or the park across the street from our apartment building. Our lives in Bucharest have been lived here.... countless afternoons and nights (in warm weather) spent on these benches and toys. It is our backyard, where we go to get outside. It is as familiar to us as your yard is to you. We know every nook and cranny, every toy, every piece of graffiti, every face that sits here (all of the grandmothers!). We know all the kids and if they are mean or nice. My girls have learned an awful lot about life here and, at least for the older two, it is burned into their memories as "this is what childhood looks like."
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