Driving through south Minneapolis today on my way to Vanessa's for play group, I spotted a "Free" sign taped to a play kitchen. I drove a few more blocks making mental calculations regarding the size of my Honda's trunk and wondering if I should turn around and go look. I did — and as soon as I got out of my car and looked at it, I knew I (er ... Daniel) had to have it! A man walking by with a cup of coffee in his hand offered to help me load it into the car, and I drove the rest of the way to play group with my trunk hood halfway up. When I got there, Vanessa managed to shove the kitchen all the way into the trunk, and we were set.
Totally worth it. Daniel had the best time with it this afternoon. (That's his actual lunch he's taking out of the refrigerator.)
Now we just need to decide where to put it. It can't stay in the front yard all summer, though I'm sure Daniel wouldn't mind.