My Park View

"I'll race you to the park!

To the stairs...

...up the stairs & across the wobbly bridge...

...down the bumpy slide. Weeee...

...thru the rock tunnel...

...found a cool twig...

...someone forgot their bag. I'll go throw it away...

...toss the pinecones up the slide and watch them come speeding back down (Mommy taught me this)...

...Scoop...
...Pour...
...Empty. Repeat...

...all while Mommy keeps a close eye on me."

My park view- how sweet it was!!!
It was just a gorgeous evening to go to the park and I couldn't help but snap up every second of E enjoying the playground like he does each day.

Packing up I found these little shoe prints all over the sand.

I couldn't help but get teary-eyed looking at them and think that my little one is starting to explore the world all on his own. I used to stroll around the park when he was a newborn watching the toddlers play and scamper about and wonder when he would be able to do the same, what he would look like when he got to be their age, and how relaxing it must for be for the parents to just 'sit back and watch their kids do their own thing'. Now I know. It is exciting and a joy, but at the same time that little precious bundle that used to lay swaddled in the stroller doesn't need/want me to hold onto it every fleeting moment.