Marmion Reserve

Scene: a large reserve in the middle of suburbia. DAD has just bought an iced coffee from the mini mart and CHILD is in an irritatingly hyperactive mood.
DAD [in desperate hope of this technique working]: I bet you can’t run to the other side of the park.
CHILD [oblivious, jumping around]: Yes I can.
DAD: Go on then.
CHILD: I’ll beat you there.
DAD: I can’t race, I’ll watch you!
CHILD runs to other side of park, touching a tree to mark the end of his journey. He turns around and runs back to DAD.
CHILD: See? I did it!
DAD: That’s so cool! Do it again?
CHILD: A-​huh! [runs]
DAD: And here I was thinking a huge oval was a waste of public space. This is awesome.