Our treats in hand, the five of us ventured to the neighborhood spielplatz. At the pool last week in Princeton, a friend listed me all the faults of her daughter’s new daycare playground. It needed to be almost completely redone after failing safety inspections. I have a feeling that playgrounds here are judged on a different standard. A gigantic climbing apparatus that seemed to be built out of exercise resistance bands and a wooden structure with a long metal slide were the high points for the kids. Vinnie always gravitates toward activities most likely to break a limb, and she was in heaven.