Today I take the munchkins up the street the big open field that I’ve claimed as our “outdoor” classroom. Conveniently just 5 blocks from home, it’s magically all I ever wanted it to be: accessible, safe, abundantly spacious, clean.

I believe in the mother village I am growing across my local and global communities. We are having really amazing conversations about the interdependent nature of everything that vitally impacts our children’s well-being, happiness, growth, creativity, and brilliance.

I love that my children are very close in age, and are learning alongside each other all the time. There is a constant interplay of roles exchanged, a fluid and unpredictable shapeshifting amongst themselves.

There is an essay, or series of essays, I want to pen called, Curating Freedom: Activating Liberated Play Spaces for Black Children. This writing is inspired from the intense study I am doing as a mother seeking to facilitate fun, accessible, dynamic, and meaningful play and learning moments for my children, and also for the children in our village.