Continuing my middle-class parenting adventures, I am confused. The above is a pretty impressive playground; maybe not huge, but it has a three-level play structure with lots of different slide types, a merry-go-round, big swings and little swings, a dedicated toddler area, two glockenspiels and drums, as well as picnic tables and benches given shade by massive umbrella structures. Plus, it’s very blue. And yet, at 10am on a Sunday morning, it’s completely deserted. It doesn’t make sense — Maeryn and I have been to the playground that is almost equidistant from our house at the same time and it’s usually packed. So why don’t people go to Bicentennial Park? It even has better parking than West Fork!