Park

We've been to the park more times in the last two weeks than we have been in the last two years. It's so close to home, but so awkward to get to with a stroller since there is no sidewalk or greenway. Pushing two kids across hilly grass is like the hardest thing ever, but then I imagine my heritage of pioneer women crossing the great plains and I persevere. All the way to the swings. (I'm in such good shape.)

Have I mentioned my love for swinging? I think I've never grown up. Sugar loves it too. Morg goes for the slides and we bring Mr. Keller to push us. And to supervise, because all the sudden he has three children, instead of two.